There are dreams that I cannot recall,
Trapped here, wedged deep in my mind.
There are faces that I cannot recall,
Tempting and skirting, yet untouchable.
There are voices and words and stories that I cannot recall.
There are past versions of me and hurt and anger and disappointment,
All that I cannot remember.
But there are also dreams of hope,
Peace in your presence and serenity and love.
There are days where it all feels right,
And I belong.
And I think, I dare say
That the things in life that matter the most,
Comes painfully instinctively.
And there will come dreams and moments I will no longer remember,
Old age and weakness comes easy.
There will come faces and names that are there but not really there
There may even come a day where memories of you disappear
But I will remember how right it is.
How easy it is, how comforting it is,
To be with you.
