“Say you’ll remember me. Say that you will kiss me again even if it’s just a lie.”
With my head on your chest, your heart beats, rhythmic sounds that scramble my own pounding heart, and I touch your cheek and make you promise.
“Say you won’t forget these tangled moments where we lived forever in just one night. Say you’ll remember even if you’re lying.”
Your hands glide along my skin, and I miss you the moment you’re gone. It’s these fiery images that beg me to ask you.
“Will you promise to remember? When the world flips and you can’t find up and down is a mystery, will you picture my face?”
Your memory chases me. Does mine follow you as closely?