I'm losing you

pieces of you that were once so clear in my memory are becoming far removed

I'ts as if someone is stripping the memories from me

callously snatching them from my grasp against my will

I feel like I have no choice, nor a say

In the process going on around me, time is slowly taking it's course and it hasn't even been long 

No it's been almost no time at all

and i'm scared to death of what real time will bring 

what if any part of you will still exist in my memory bank 

the thought of losing my ear to recognize the tune of your voice,

and the step of your walk 

shhhhhh,

I can't think of such things 

no, im fine

just awaiting the time 

you come back for me