Remembrance

I wish I could remember you.
I want to so bad.
I would give up anything to remember just your face.
Why did you seal my memories of you and me?

It’s because you are dying. I know that now.
I found your brother; he was the one who told me.
Trapped inside this useless body. I shout to be released from this cage.
You didn’t want anyone to be sad when you were gone so you took my memories and my love.

I still can’t remember what our love was like. How often I told you how much I loved you or not.
I don’t remember if I was a good lover or not. If I could, I would tell you everything I never did.
How much you mean to me and how I miss your soft, warm touch against my own cold, dead skin.
You loved me for me. Even though I was unlovable you still found it somewhere in your heart to love me.

I want to remember the way my name sounded on your lips when you whispered it quietly.
During our quiet nights, when you thought I was asleep. The strange warmth I found only in your arms.

But being told of only a few things of my past by your brother is far from the real thing.

I will travel the world to look for you.
I look in every crowd for someone that feels it in their very soul the way I do;
When I find you, we will know it deep in our bodies the fire that burns away at ourselves. The pain will disappear. I will take away the curse that kills you and we will never again be far from one another’s side.
No matter what happens to me. I will not leave your side again. No matter what they say they will do to me. It will be worth it, if I can still be by your side. I am not afraid of what is to come.

But until that time, I shall hold tight to a single rose. The same one that is in your hand.
It has been bathed in our blood.
A dark promise of love that will wither when we die.
Both of us shall become ash and only the rose will remain.
The blood red rose and the story of its star-cross lovers.