The timebox

It’s funny how you can remember the face
but not the name or the games that you played,
I think if I’d stayed it might have been different.

It keeps me awake and some nights I can’t sleep,
difficult to keep the thoughts from arising
like my eyes are in an old cinema screen
watching a film that I’ve seen but not seen.

She was real and not celluloid
she toyed with me
and I loved it
left her anyway.

Is it the same for you?
do you remember
that special one?
the only one that you
could think of?
do you?

and did you leave
her too?

© 2017, John Smallshaw.