Cellophane Memories

“They billow in the wind, these thoughts of time long gone.

They cling violently to moments, now preserving the pain we’d rather forget.

Their edges are obscured, now blurred, into vagaries and given only half the weight of truth.

I’ve found you there, a time or two. Wrapped haphazardly, with fear. Suddenly afraid I might forget.

Yet still I trust in gossamer thread. Which proves to be, all that stands between me, you, and everything I thought I knew.”