he snores like you
I wonder if you know what it's like
to hang on so tightly
to memories I had
of you and me
so that one day when he asks
why we loved each other
we will both have a story to tell him
ours will be different, it's certain
but I hope at one time they were the same
when I loved you
and you loved me
and we laughed
and enjoyed each other's company
I can still remember
but the forgetting is setting in
and everything gets fuzzy
but there are those times
that I remember
that we were happy
all three of us
I made sure to take photos of it
so that we wouldn't ever have to forget
but maybe I hold on tighter
to things
that meant so much to me
but then again, I'm reminded of you
every
day
when I look in his eyes
when I look at his giant, round, beautiful, perfect head
he snores like you
and there's other stuff
that matters
maybe not so much
but I hope
that is, I pray
and I wish
that he knows
that I loved you
and you loved me
