if I don’t remember you
do not think it a purposeful slight
my life has been too full of faces and names
for me to place you at first glance
it makes me feel lost in the middle of speaking
my chest aching as my mind scrambles to find you
to cough up your name
I’ve had a dozen different places called home
crowds of strangers washing over the years and miles
to draw up the outline of familiarity over everything
but nothing’s ever colored in