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