You slip from pics
We forgot to take.
List of places we
Should have been
Exploring.
I try to hold on, but
You slip through
The gaps in my
Thoughts.
You slip from words,
Gasps and my
Frustrated sighs.
I built rooms of
Silence to trap your echo,
But you slide past
My heart of glass.
You slip from prayers
And from curses alike.
Through unformed
Memories,
Half said goodbyes.
Soft silence and my
Thickened arrogance-
You slip till I can't
Recall your face.
You slip till your name
Becomes familiarly
Strange.
A ripple on a lake
By a stone I once
Threw, which
Still manages to
Reflect an image
That asks-
Alas! Stranger.
Didn't we once know?