If I want, I can remember everything.
I can remember the rain on the window, and the song that was playing on the radio.
I can remember the clothes I was wearing, and the smell in the air.
I can remember your words, the look in your eyes.
But there are days that I don't want to remember. Those things all crowd in like an unwelcome guest. And I want anything but to open the door to them.
And so I keep busy. There are always things to do... and if I just do enough of them, then I don't have the time to remember. I keep my To-Do list full so I don't think of you. And so I don't think of that day.
Because if I want...
I can remember everything.