I still remember your face,
staring into mine,
eyes all knowing
all understanding,
that twinkle of acceptance
only two damaged people
can truly share.
I still remember your face
in my living room.
The couch covered in clothes,
packing for a next adventure.
Oh, if I would have known,
you had no intention of letting me go.
I still remember your face,
as I opened the gift.
Too much money you spent,
but your face, how it lifted.
You, a giver,
I, not worthy to receive.
I still remember your face,
our legs in the swimming pool,
tan shoulders, exposed,
like our inner souls,
so brief, yet so open.
I still remember your face,
our legs in the swimming pool.
Oh, if I had only known.
It was there, that you'd let it all go.
There, so close to that place,
our fingers interlaced.
You would pull the trigger,
swallow the bottle down.
So close to that place,
where I still... remember your face.
I still remembered your face,
speaking to you on the phone.
Oh, but I should have known.
You said you loved me,
spent your money,
couldn't let me go.
I still remembered your face,
a wold away...
the phone, rang,
oh, but I should have known.
5:00 in the morning,
my mother's voice.
the weight, the weight,
and I still remember your face.
I still remembered your face,
as I lay, a world away.
heavy, empty.
I told you to let me go
a butterfly,
not to be captured by a net,
but to land softly on your shoulder
in time.
Time, I thought I had.
Time, you had to go.
I still remember your face.
Now, years later.
I did it, I ran it without you.
I'll bring the medal to your grave...
like I have before.
when I go home,
If I go home...
I rarely go home anymore.
I still remember your face,
I carry it with me.
It hangs in my door frame.
It's crossed the country,
it's crossed the world.
It rides in my suitcase,
in my memory,
in my mind's eyes.
I still remember your face.
I made promises, to be great,
to be free,
to do something worthy...
I still remember your face when I fail you,
and when I succeed.
I still remember your face.
I still remember your face.
It doesn't haunt me,
It makes me whole.
I still remember your face.
It is the one thing, I can never let go.
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