Do you remember?

Do you remember?  

Do you remember me, the way I remember you?

When a leaf blows past your face, do you remember the walks we took in the autumn wind?

When you get muddy feet, do you remember camping in the rain?

When you see the ocean, glistening in the sun, are you reminded of splashing in the surf, eating ice cream on the wall, or long nights in each other’s arms by the seaside?

When you hear our music, do you remember lazy days in bed, nothing but junk food and vinyl?

When you look in the mirror, do you see a map on your brow, or remember the way my kisses fit perfectly between your nose and your cheek?

When you drive down a narrow road, do you remember our Sunday drives, music and conversations, dreams of our future?

When you smell fuchsias, do you remember a million walks down the garden path?

When things are rough, and you feel alone, do you remember when it was us against the world?  When we had each other, and that was all we would ever need?

Do you remember the plans we made, the children we would have, the lives we would live?

I remember all this and more.  So much more.

Your face is imprinted on my mind.

I speak your name silently ten times a day.

My body yearns to be enveloped in your arms, where I always felt so safe.

My inner thoughts call out, wanting to reveal themselves to you.

My tears fall into my lap, without you to wipe them away.

I whisper my words to you, my desires, my needs, my hopes and my dreams.

Across all the miles and all the years, my soul still calls to yours. 

Do you remember me?