Two related poems...

A Memory

It seems odd
that such a moving moment
stemmed from something as simple,
something as mundane.
as forgetting a hoodie.

But it did.

It seemed wrong
that I was leaving such a perfect place,
filled with such spectacular sights,
so unbelievably dream like
that it had become home.

But I was.

It was odd
that I was entirely alone
in this place where loneliness was a myth,
as were secrets,
as I seeked out my hoodie.

But that didn't change it.

It was wrong
to hear my sobbing slice the silence
in this place where i had laughed so much
and lived so fully,
as I looked at home for the last time.

But I cried anyway.

and said goodbye through blurry eyes.


Remembrance

I can't recall
the sound
of your
laugh.
I can't recall
the gleam
of your
eyes.
I can't recall
the safety
of your
embrace.

but I remember you.