Can I ever forget these amused dark eyes,

or the soft caress of your hands?

Can you promise you'll erase

the color of youthful exasperation

from my cheeks?

Can I get back my foolish letters

and all the 'I love you's that we shared?

Can you rewind life to the day

that we met so we never do?

Would you have wished that I was

sick, resting in my bed at home, while you

watched Star Wars over and over again,

blocks away from me?

I'm not sure I'm that strong or good at acting,

so you can go ahead and pretend to

not remember.