I told you I wouldn’t forget

But time moves so fast

And now I regret

The parts that didn’t last

The sound of your voice

Was what first faded

I had no choice

As my memory degraded

Next was your gait

The way you moved through life

All your little traits

Cut away by times knife

Last was your smell

But I sometimes catch a hint

That scent I knew so well

My heart has your imprint

In the end I am left

With memories too few

Times greatest theft

Leaves broken wisps of you