Familiar

By Rida Sayyed

You’re not here, 

But I see you everywhere. 

In the pictures we took, 

In the memories we made. 

I can’t fully remember, 

Yet every time I see those images, 

I feel it— 

Deep inside, 

More than it seems. 

I see you in the walls of that old house, 

Where we played silly, stupid games. 

I see you in every shade of blue, 

In those ocean-deep eyes, 

Looking at me, 

As if you were mine. 

You’re not here, 

But you’re everywhere. 

I don’t recall you clearly, 

But my mind plays old videos on rewind. 

Who are you? 

Why do you visit my dreams? 

Hide in my memories, 

Show up in random papers I find in my diaries? 

Where are you, 

If not here with me? 

I don’t know your face;

I can’t place it anywhere,

Yet we share so many moments. 

I can’t recall your name, 

But your presence lingers. 

My memories are silent, 

But when I see something tied to you, 

My mind whispers something familiar. 

So, who are you? 

By Rida Sayyed