Degeneration

Who are you?

I'm Kimberlyn - 

The one who spent

Every weekend,

And those sticky, sweet, Georgia summers

At your house making memories.

The one that glistened

Every Christmas

As she spoke to the ornaments adorning the tree

For eternity, like they had come to life.

The one who went

Everywhere

Along with your glistening golden hair

And set of wheels.

The one that listened

Every time

During those hour-long, late-night conversations

Where you said she was the apple of your eye.

Don't you remember?

Of course - but what's your name again?