i am the name you won't remember
("Her name was kind of average-sounding, right?")
the voice that fades with time,
that couldn't even sing an octave
("She used to sing along with Indigo Girls or something.")
the smile that couldn't bring reassurance
or happiness
the body you'd never crave
the tears you'd wished you couldn't hear
the enigma you didn't knw existed
under that naive, plain countenance.
Never was i.
