12.19.2007

Somebody's uncle jokes

I remember them less and less. their smiles. their kisses. their loving whispers as i cried myself to sleep at the foot of a hospital bed wondering just how long my mother's smell would linger on the sweater wrapped around my head.

My age has become a recent champion of forgetting.

And i wonder, really wonder when i'll fucking miss a thing.

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