You are far away. You are long ago. Your memory is hazy and sideways. Who you were in my life is melting away from me. I think maybe I am starting to forget your face, but then I picture the wrinkles you get around your eyes when you laugh.

Sometimes I still listen to that song you for sang for me.

I can’t quite get through it. It is all I have left of your voice now. You can’t talk to me anymore. You don’t look to me anymore. So now I picture you with your eyes closed.

I always picture you laughing.