how i/will i

how am i supposed to forget falling asleep on the phone with you laughing together for hours on end the comfort i felt watching shows with you the little flirtations between episodes? how am i supposed to forget your smile in seattle and the way you kissed me so tenderly in the car while rain pounded on the windshield or the way you laughed when i touched your face? how am i supposed to forget those late mornings in the bed and breakfast and how it felt to be in your arms your eagerness to learn how i love you sounded in person? how am i supposed to forget what it feels like to be something that is yours? will the picture frames collect dust that will never be wiped away? will i ever drive past that street and think of you? will i keep the playlist with your name? will i be able to listen to the songs you sent me? will i be able to watch the shows we watched will i ever be the same? you, who reminded me what love felt like who still says you love me when i feel like we're friends?