Things About Me

I don’t know whether you remember
my full name and birthday,
my phone number and car number,
where I live exactly and where my gym is,
where my office was and what my vocation is,
names of close associates,
and especially the things we did
on our journey together.

You know that I know these things about you,
though it sounds crazy, pointless and rubbish.
After all, nothing entitles me
to ask these from you,
when I am only, merely an option
and never was a priority, as I suppose.

Nothing is proven by knowing
these pieces of information, or not.
But sometimes, it is a sweet gesture
when the one we love knows
a great deal about us
than we know about them.