Tell me yesterday.

Tell me yesterday
what I did not see today.
I know that time is not
a straight line
it never has been
with us.
It has mixed up
my memories;
I do not remember
what you said
or how it made me feel.
I almost remember that
moment between us,
or that was a movie
and I just
really wished it so.
That intense blue
and the chill
of the rain
slowly fade
into lukewarm
black and white
memories
and now
I cannot see your face
when I close my eyes.
And I cannot hear
you voice
or the rhythm of
your breathing.
(I will always remember
the texture of your skin)
So please,
tell me yesterday
because I cannot see
today.