I thought forgetting would be easy
like forgetting the words to a song...

I long to travel through all your territory
taking long steps on the way...

Regretfully ignorant of your own perceptions
of us...

I dreamt that
we were china dolls...

Over the years I have drifted
in and out...

Fictional altercations and elapsed arguments
created to stain the memory of you, in order to...

The truth about my strangled existence
In this place where I have become lost...

I remember what spring
used to be like there...

I can feel the distance between us
It feels like so much more...

I can see you there in my dreams
But want you to go away...

I remember spring in Port Alberni
all the green, emerging at once...

If I could fly
I'd fly to you...