I Forget

Sometimes I forget
the color of your eyes.

In this very moment,
I’m wondering
if they’re brown
or green
or some other color I’ve forgotten
with the taffy years stretched out
between us.

It’s in these minutes,
these seconds of forgetting
that I know it
was never,
was an ending,
not beginnings.

And I miss knowing
with every bone,
every inch of my body
that your eyes are brown,
a soft chocolate color
swirled with gold

because I can almost
never remember
if I’m right.

~Patience

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