Its getting so hard for me to think of you now. I look back and I cant see your face or imagine your voice. I look at a picture of you and I second guess myself. Is it you? Could it truly be? My breath falls back; how could a feeling of such strong devotion fall down to a picture that doesnt even recognize you? Im falling now. I cant see you anymore. Your words, once my holy law, fall down into the shadows of the fires which consume. I stretch now; beat myself for not knowing your sweet eyes, your soft touch. My heart bleeds not only life but death. Let your blood drench me if only to remember your face; your kiss. I breathe, yet, releases me no air. I swallow; choke. No remembrance; does that mean forget?