You who I love, I loved with an undying power... or so I 
thought. You loved me back; you knew my name
 before I knew you. Your love for me was always there, 
even when I was too scared to see it. What
 color were your eyes? You could see past all those 
shields I had, but never told anyone what laid
 behind them... not even me. What was the color of your 
hair? I search for your picture and once I find it, I 
cannot believe that man standing next to my father is you. 
I have betrayed you more than you know. I have forgotten 
the touch of your hand. The sound of your voice is lost to 
me... to all of this world. The laughter that you filled 
the room with is gone. When we speak of you the laughter 
is faded now, like when we speak of a book or a movie. I 
wish to read this story you over again, but in my careless 
youth I misplaced it, and took it for granted. I stare at 
this picture they claim is you, waiting for the answer I 
seek. Do you forgive me for forgetting? I beg you for an 
answer, but you stare back at me with that smile. I wish 
to ask you why you're smiling. What happiness is there? I 
cannot remember when you left, and how it felt to have you 
standing next to me. All those things that I promised you 
I keep in my
 heart forever...; I placed them in a box to keep them 
safe, but now I have lost the key, and more quickly you 
image slips away from me. How tall were you? What did you 
think right before you left? Was it
"how will they get by without me", or,” how can I go on 
without them" where you afraid, or did you say,
 "God, here I come"? Was I in your thoughts? I miss you 
now so much but I'm not sure what I miss about
 you, I don’t remember anything about you. All I have is a

picture that holds no truth.