remind me what it is to be human,
you say,
and i think of the candle burning
in the next room,
the broken glass on the floor,
the "i'm sorry"'s we forgot to say.
i remember the way your hair looks in the wind,
all the phone calls i forgot to answer,
the way you look when you cry,
like a child, lost,
grasping for air.
i think of the way you love,
like you've never lost anything at all,
like the storm is never coming.
remind me what it is to be human,
you say,
and it makes me realize i've forgotten, too.