They still ring in my head

the words you said

it resonates through my body

like sound waves do

 

The words you said

I collect them in my head

copying and pasting snippets

from sentences that my subconsciousness

deemed interesting enough

Sometimes I question why,

the selection wouldn’t have made

it past my curatorial sensibility

 

I guess that’s how memories and emotions

work, like lovers teasing each other incessantly,

tickling and poking each other on the bed,

each tickle causing a laughter,

each poke causing a scream

 

And like a player left on loop,

these words of yours are left

ringing in my head, until these

memories eventually gets corrupted

and only fragments of it remains