why do we disappear?

you seemed so real for a moment

tangible, holdable.

its sometimes as though we never

existed. as though you never existed.

i'm not even sure that you did.

the memories are there but why do

they seem soft and faded? is it time?

is it loss of significance? did it never matter

even when it seemed to?

and, did i matter....to you?

did i matter at all.

or was i just, one of those ideas in your

head that you try so hard to grasp, but

you never can.

why do they never grasp me, i wonder.

why don't i feel realized.