Do I keep
All these photographs
Watching them age
As surely as
You will do
Or discard them
Without a trace
Haunting me instead
In memoried dreams
Do I touch
Your papered face
Retracing where once
My fingers danced
Peering into eyes
That once I
Watched fall asleep
Do I remember
Your giggling laughter
Like far off
Melodies being played
Or let you
Go like fall
Into the winter
Isn’t the purpose
Of keeping things
To use them
Then why should
I keep you
Around it’s simple
Just because I
Lost you doesn’t
Mean that I
Will lose you
