sorry, but i didn't catch your name

i find

it hard to remember names.

they slip

from my mind

as quickly as they enter.

they evaporate

and fade

with the sound of the voices

attached.

but i do remember

what was said, or left

unsaid,

i remember

the lettuce stuck

between teeth,

the sadness or joy

in someone's eyes,

the scar

upon a chin or cheek.

i remember the grey roots

in their hair,

slowly

creeping into

the blonde or brunette.

i remember not the name,

but recall

almost all the rest.