you

by Marie Applewood

Remember?
I wish she remembered.
I wish she remembered all the times at the tree
All the hours playing Life,
watching the sun's light get weak.
I wish she remembered all the promises we made,
and the games we played.
I wish she remembered the sound of his voice.
And the painting by her mother.
I wish I could go back in time,
and tell myself the future.
Stop her from going.
Stop myself from losing a friend.