i remember you.

My memory is fading, and sometimes it scares me.
It scares me not knowing a person's name, or whether or not I forgot to tell somebody happy birthday.
It scares me that I have no recollection of anything sentimental with anyone that they find important.
I'm trying to keep my memories close to me.
I wish that there were more of them. But this is all I have.

I remember learning to swing. I remember feeling like I was flying.
I remember the playgrounds, and the spiders that my Grandfather killed at the playgrounds for me.
I remember the blackberries, and the blackberry cobblers.
I remember the hamsters, and the fish, and the dogs, and the miscellaneous pets we've had.
I remember school. I remember my classmates.
I remember the shells in the backyard in New Orleans.
I remember the minivans, and how they were junglegyms to me.
I remember the thanksgivings.
I remember the play kitchen, and I remember seeing Dr. Dolittle and Men in Black.
I remember being enemies with my best friend.
I remember my mom getting mad at me for not telling her I went outside whenever I was young.
I remember the dead bird that started our friendship.
I remember the time in the closet when I kissed that boy.
I remember the barn. I remember truth or dare and gasoline puddles.
I remember the christmas presents we used to give eachother.
I remember the trips to the beach in the convertable, listening to 90s rap.
I remember 9/11. I remember the beginning of the Bush Administration.
I remember all of my little crushes. I remember all of my best friends.
I remember cheerleading and girlscouts. I remember getting homesick at camp.
I remember the concerts.
I remember getting suspended and missing the fourth grade trip.
I remember Ivan, and I remember Katrina.
I remember the suicide attempts.
I remember not saying the pledge.
I remember being in the paper and on the news when he came home.
I remember the times when I went to the skating rink.
I remember shoplifting make up.
I remember hurting my knee. I remember the brief time I was with her.
I remember meeting Ryan and Ryar and Kady and Andy and everybody else.
I remember having Mrs. Aden.
I remember the psychologists, and how they never helped.
I remember winning the Reflections Contest, and coming second in the Geography Bee.
I remember carrying my acceptance letter in my binder from IB.
I remember the Freshman mixer.
I remember Fruit Pastilles and Skins.
I remember Shane and JayTee.
I remember reading only books about gay teens.
I remember failing Algebra.
I remember finding out we were moving.
I remember moving.
I remember coming to see the school.
I remember the first day of school.
I remember feeling like my world shattered.
I remember hating Crispy.
I remember sharing my chips with Joey.
I remember feeling like I could get to know him better.
I remember hiding how I felt because I figured it was worthless.
I remember breaking up with Kady.
I remember getting close to Edgar.
I remember Edgar turning me down.
I remember not caring after a while.
I remember James Sebastian, and the way that his lips feel.
I remember feeling like I made a bad choice.
I remember Joey, and suddenly wanting to become close with him again.
I remember the party.
I remember the wedding. I remember dancing with the nice ladies from my dads' work.
I remember the drawing. I remember the story. I remember him.
I remember freaking out because I was falling in love.
I remember feeling weird. I remember feeling inadequate.
I remember being in love. I remember praying that it wouldn't end.
I remember wondering about college, and what will happen whenever we graduate.
I remember him, and I remember you.
Do you remember me?