I Remember When I Was Human

I peer into memories, the times you were still there, and I remember how smiling feels. Continuing to dream, I look into your eyes, embrace your soft skin, and I remember how love feels.

I reflect on that day and the dreams I used to cherish then, and I remember what it means to have purpose. I reexamine the struggles and ponder their resolutions, and I remember when I had reasons to solve them.

Suddenly I see the world appear before me. I turn to find that you are gone. It is then that I realize:

I remember nothing at all.

I have forgotten how it feels to walk and have a destination. I have forgotten that my resolutions have problems that don’t exist.

I have forgotten how to smile and how it feels to see yours returned. I have forgotten what it’s like to have love close and hold it dear. I’ve forgotten what it’s like to come home and find that someone’s here

I have forgotten how it feels to be loved at all.

I can remember, once upon a time, when I used to be human. I held treasures like joy and loving company. I had things that I held dear.

In a brief, but blissful memory, I can taste what once was true. I could turn to you, confide in you, and do as we used to do.

In a quick pivot to a cold and dark silence, I return to a world gone rotten. I remember when I used to be human, but how it feels I have forgotten.