Memories

If I reach deep down

In to the ashes of my diarys

And pull out a fistful

Of memories

I can assure you

Your name will be written

On every fading moment

My eyes may forget

But my heart cannot

I will dive into the blackness

Of lies long ago said

And hope, long ago dead

Just to cling on to these

Moments

Where I finally had you.

I know today

That I will once again

Lose to the wonderful facts

And although ignorance is bliss

I tell you this

You sing to me in the birdsong

And you write to me in the books

I can hear your silence

When I wish for words

When they appear

In my half hidden mind

I write

But the letters

Create the same order

And all I see is one.