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