slip through.

i cant

for the life of me

remember.

where we were

what we said

how i left.

after all the years

of remembering

e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.

i have nothing.

i come up short.

not even a faint

reminder

i remember

the long drives

what you ate

the smell

of your car.

i remember

how we met

the summer

we slept

on the couch

everyday.

how

did

you

slip

through?