Memories

My memories have disappeared, where ever did they go. I know I had to start from somewhere, like everyone that I know When I lost my memories everything seemed so very dark. I know I had a name once whatever that was. I met a girl who had my memories, keeping them from my wake. She teeters on my memories, hurting that heart of mine. I know the memories that I lost, were precious without a doubt. I know I need to remember those of which I have forgot. Until I saw that girl again I never would have thought That the memories that I lost, were that of which of whom I love.