Poetry, love; Remembering

I remember that one day,
When you looked at me and politely asked
what my name was and what I was doing there.
When I realised that you had gone away.

I remember that the light had left,
When I looked into your eyes
and saw nothing but fear and darkness.
When I realised the memories were gone.

I remember that it felt cold,
When I wrapped my arms around you and
you did not hug me back.
When I realised this could not be controlled.

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