Remembering You

I remember you in vibrant

twelve year old eyes, hidden 

behind a curtain of silk, never

quite long or straight
enough. Giggling, singing,

mad at the world. Call me

maybe? Leave.Me.Alone.

I remember you

in soulful eyes, dark and fervent, 

connecting the dots

with a humorous twist. Studious

yet playful, I believe I can fly.

I remember you in determined

eyes, brilliant and focused, mature
beyond your days. 

I could have done better. I will

do better. Oh the places I'll go.

Watch and see.

I remember you

in conflicted eyes,
knowing, harried,

busy kids, busy work.
Here there everywhere.

How will I get through the day?

I remember you through

future eyes, steadfast,
amusing,

occasionally forgetful.
 My most devoted
fan. How did it get so late so soon?

Sometimes I can't remember you at all.

talya

No Such Thing, John Mayer