"do you remember?"
it is i speaking empty words
to deaf ears

the query lingers in the air,
and you pause to recollect your thoughts
as i
and as i

dancing to savage garden
with my head resting on your shoulder
and i thought, "this is what love feels like"

clutching to the boat for dear life
you smiled and told me to hold your hand if i felt afraid
and i thought, "this is what the absence of fear feels like"

sobbing into the phone
you said i was looking for reasons to hold on
and i thought, "this is what death feels like"

these are the moments that brought me here;
added up, this is what forever feels like

but i notice the return of tears
and the answer is evident in the apology in your eyes
and the way you dry my eyes

so i let go of your hand