I keep on forgetting

It seems to me that my hair isn't the only thing that's been going away.
I forget things all the time.
That scares me.

I'm not so much scared that I'll forget important days or events.
I'm scared I'll remember to be me.
You really have to work at being yourself.
This really didn't strike me until now.

I purposefully pick and choose my mannerisms.
I decide when to do something weird or normal.
I have control over myself,
when I remember.

Some things that I don't want to forget are my words.
Especially the ones that I really mean.
I don't ever want to forget to tell Ashlee I love her.
Not a day should go by that I don't verbally let Ashlee know that she is beautiful.

I know that she knows that I think both of those things,
but they still need verbal recognition.

I don't want to forget my dreams.
Even if I am giving one or two of them up.
It's only to fulfill others,
and who knows,
maybe one day I can pick them back up again.

Anyway, I really don't remember how I wanted to end this.,
and I'm sleepy.

Goodnight.