I'm never good with details, I'm never good with remembering details
appointments, phone numbers, car license plates, the number on your letter box
I'm never the attentive one
cards, letters and Facebook birthdays
little presents or the occasional phone calls
surprises

but I do remember

me crying, weeping
death grip on your wrist begging you not to leave,
the look of concern on your face while putting the band aid on my tiny finger,
tear-streaked face when he smashed the wooden chair into pieces,
scrunched up eyebrows, lines on forehead with worries painting your face
the sound of your laughter bundled up in my blanket
constant words ringing in my head
and the pride in your voice telling me that I can

The whisky laced I love yous
the sad look on your face when I walked away
violence with anger fueling your veins
and umbrella in the cold rain
wrapping me in your strong arms
warm hands
as you showed me the world
things you gave me and still giving

fight, wars and racing cars
alarm clock, knocked doors and late classes
third wheel dates
protective threats
heavy shoulders

All your teaching and words I hold close to heart

these I do remember
Just like an elephant
Elephant never forgets.