Forget me not

Or forget me. It’s all the same.

Have you ever found yourself in a moment
Where everything feels so utterly perfect
That you can’t help but try hold its bright and burning edges
as close as possible to your heart?
it only hurts because you know you cant keep it there.
You know you cant stop here and now becoming there and then
And you’re faced with the relentless undeniable truth that 
You
Will 
Forget 
It 
All.
Every step on this late evening walk
Each word I speak to fill the quiet night.
Each shaft of moonlight playing over your face
Everything.

It’s hard not to think about. And its so stupid.
It’s so utterly stupid when I just want to enjoy this moment 
because I cant stop thinking about when its going to be gone 

But then you squeeze my hand
And tell me to list all the pretty things i can see

Because then someone else can know with me
And we can keep that in our hearts for a long time
Because then at least I wont forget it alone
And when i do it’s only half as bad.

We walk and take turns pointing the pretty things out
A ladybird on a rotting log
the moon, perfectly halved
A raven we’re sure means good luck
We even spot some deer through the tall grass
And oh, how perfect
A forget-me-not

“It’s pretty”
“Very”
“I wonder if it’s lonely”
“No look, it’s got a friend”
I squint my eyes and sure enough
You’re right, just behind the first.
A pair. 

We walk further
“I like the dandelions” you add, 
You pick two out of the ground and we blow
I wish to never forget this day
You wish to always have me

We’re almost home now, my legs hurt.
Maybe this walk was a bad idea
I know I’m wrong though, when I see the sky.

“The stars are really pretty tonight” i tell you
“I know” you say
But you don’t look to the sky
You look at me.

Writer’s note

Thank you so much for reading!!

I wasn’t really planning on posting this, but since it’s taking a while for me to roll out my next ‘thing’ I thought I might as well fill the gap :)

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