Ghost of Memories

it's funny how
your body has a certain memory of things.
like how you can automatically tie
your shoelaces without even thinking
because you've done it so many times,and how you can play this one songon piano without even looking
because you've played it so many times,

so when you love someone with all your heart and spend a long time with them
your muscles start to memorize
every action they make like how 
they breathe in your hair as if you were the only oxygen left on earth,

It's funny how you remember 

 you fit perfectly curled up inside of them, like it was where your body

was made for in the first place,
and your body remembers each other,
every slightest touch can easily be replayed.

and what's funny is that
i can still remember you
even after all this time,
my muscles still imagine you
next to me at random times

and it's funny that
you're not here anymore
yet my body still knows 
where your leg would wrap
over mine (just above the knee)

and it's funny that 

I still remember you

even after all this time. 

my skin still knows 

the sensation of your breathe and kiss

even on my neck below my ear

and it's funny that 

you're not here anymore 

yet my ears still hear 

your voice as you 

tease and love

or call for princess, Buggie, 

and even your  laugh

and it's funny that 

my eyes play tricks 

in moments flickering by

we see you play throughout our day

and feel you presence bitter sweet

and it's funny that

it's not just me who's haunted by

the bodies memory.  

her growing self remembers you

in many thing she will often do. 

She sees you, hears you, and cries for you

She clings to memories of "I will always be here." 

and it's funny that
i'll never stop loving you
because my muscles cannot forget.