Anayanci

When we grow old together,

I want you to have every part of me memorized.

The way I like my coffee

How I wear my favorite sweater

How I style my hair

Know me like the palm of your hand

Even if you don't know it all too well.

Because I don't even know mine.

But I want you to know every part of me

Because we will grow old together

and I will forget.

So listen when I tell you

Memorize every part of me.

The scent of my hair. 

They way I can't sit still while watching t.v.

Remember the constellation of freckles,

sitting on the right side of my hips.

Remember me.