i'll dig up our recollection
of things we never did,
observing lies, lies
beneath layers
so i could have seen
a side of you nobody else did.

i fell apart in your arms
for you to collect
tears and tears and fears
then you turned into air,
i already told you
happiness can sometimes be
too great of a burden to bear.

but you text me at
4:33 in the morning,
after we already forgot,
we forgot, we forgot
we did what?- we slow
danced at 3:05 to remember
memories i am mourning.

o, i would love to be
aware of how it is
to be you and to be
known, without knowing.