Days
I am a typical man,
When it comes to memorizing moments
I don’t remember the first laugh,
Though I will know when it’s not there
I can’t go without forgetting something,
But I won’t forget your smile
I may not have one favorite moment
Except that better ones have taken their place
So if you ask about the first laugh,
I will only look away in shyness
Or ask about your first roses,
I will only smile
Or of our first encounter,
I will only stare into your delicate eyes,
Where I feel good and lost
Then preach past your beautiful words and say,
“I don’t remember that day, but with you beside me,
Better days are to come.”
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