In Conversation With My Past

“Do you remember that day…?”

Is the way he comes back to me always

I try hard to keep him away

“Why are so obstinate?

We fight for hours

Over the memories I remember differently

Or at least want to remember differently

But then again

He comes back again with his maddening

“Do you remember that day?”

Then out of frustration

I finally turn to him and say

“Yes I remember everything”

“I was there every time”

“But I am not that person anymore"

"I am the person

Killed in the past

Living in the future

Breathing in present.”

“You dare not believe you have me all”