Recall

I remember.
But,
do you?
Those lost and listless days,
that apparently, have passed me by.
But.
You can't answer.
Your lips or locked,
by time
Mistakes.
By words,
you will never say.
I would hold your hand,
but.
The future,
that they would have had 
is gone.
My tears wont fall.
And so,
I cry.
Because,
I don't remember.