A Lost Memory

I had seen it bloom
I had seen it begin
I had seen it rise

Yesterday, I watched the dawn break;
Today, I indulged in the hues that it coloured

But each day I struggle
And each day a part of me dies
And yet I walk; I try

Now, I live in a forgotten world
Where I have forgotten you
And you have forgotten me

I do not recall how it was to see you
When I look at you I know we had shared goodbyes
We had hoped that when we meet again
We will remember where it all began

But now when I glimpse into your eyes
All I find is… a question
I see you questioned.
I hear you question.
A piercing, throbbing, searching question:

"Who are you?"
I think you have forgotten
And so have I