I have never forgotten you,
you
my first love.

Nor have I forgotten those handful
of loves
that came after you,
all three of them
(sometimes four, depending
on my mood when memory
stretches its melancholy wings),
leading to my final love
who sleeps beside me now,
our wedding rings alive
and bright
on our beside lockers.

I remember everything.
I remember first
and last kisses,
first and final words,
first times,
last times that were only realised last
after the fact.

I remember eye colours
and phone numbers,
birthdays, anniversaries, favourite movies/
foods/writers/actors/singers/bands/books.

I remember conversations
and arguments, birthmarks and scars.

I remember, I
remember....

I remember everything.
I remember everyone.

I sleep very little.

I sleep so
very
little.
 

Edward Lee