I’ve forgotten a lot this year
but what bothers me most
is forgetting how to spell your name.
It wasn’t intentional
and it’s a matter of an a verses an e
but it troubles me to know that,
as I forget what you look like,
sound like and smell like
I’ve also forgotten who you are.
Suddenly,
the vowel takes on greater importance as you,
whoever you are,
disappear from me.
blue sky infinite 