I don’t remember the name of my kindergarten teacher
or what shoes I wore to graduation
I don’t remember my fathers birthday or my sisters middle name
I don’t remember my best friends favorite number or the color of their eyes
but I remember where I stood and what I wore down to the shoes.
I remember how you looked and what cologne you wore.
I remember every moment leading to our kiss.
I remember how your lips felt, still.
and I remember the day you broke my heart.
I simply forgot where I lost you in between.