Recollections

It seems I always forget stuff to you.
And to be honest I do.
But to be fair, I always remember the small things.
Like the way you twirl your hair while spacing out.
Funny how I laugh at things knowing how you'd laugh too.
How your smile filters to the forefront of my thoughts.
I only ever remember the small things despite how I try.
I even remember the way you call me out for spacing out.
I always remember you and the small traits that make me love you more.
Although....
I should probably listen to what you're saying now...

This poem is about: 
Me

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