Haunted (in September)

It's unfair that you got to move away.
Truly it is.
All of Issaquah is haunted for me.
I go to school
And have to walk down the hallway
Where you and I waited
To say goodbye (1st floor, 2nd building)
(You pressed up against the wall, savoring what time we had.)
I have to cheer in the bleachers where
You wore my sweatshirt and sat next to me
At the boy's soccer game.
I have to sit in the same "comfy chairs"
Where I waited for you Wednesday mornings.
I have to go to the sports med roomm where you spent so many hours.
I walk past where I say goodbye to you before Relay for Life.
Every day I drive past those two parks, Sierra,
Every day.
Every night I sleep in my bed
Which is now partially yours
As I shared it with you.
I eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner
Where you sat that night for "one more cup of tea",
A candle lighting your face,
Do you remember that?
I'm within two minutes of your house
Every Sunday morning.
You have no idea how trapped I feel
In this world where my memory taints
Every place I used to enjoy.
You have no idea how lucky you are.
Because even though
I shut everything in a box,
You still permeate my thoughts
And pull the strings of the library I made of you in my head.
You just play slideshow after slideshow
Of things I feel sure you'll never remember
And it seems
I'll never forget.