i want

moments in the fog
before i'm torn from a memory i love
before the person i loved is torn from
me
disintegrated into water particles that
i cannot
grasp in my hands
disintegrated into not real not there
torn into reality, burning in the lows
of my stomach
i remember you
i remember how you told me stories
some nights are harder than others
the feelings of a time slide in
like fog
perching on my skin