What I Could Not Forget Poem by RIC BASTASA

what i could not really forget during that time
was the rain,

it fell at the wrong time
when we were still walking
in the middle of the road
on our way back
to the dorm

i forgot the color of my coat
the color of your blouse
the umbrella in your hand

i forgot whether there was
a boat at the pier
or there was none at all

what i could not forget was that kiss
that landed on my cheek

when you said goodbye
and i was standing alone
waiving

still hoping that we might
meet again

somewhere,


i still do not know.