Please Remind Me

I'm susceptible to forgetting,
so please remind me.
Please unwind me
from this trap
I set myself.

If it's okay to be happy,
then why does fear chime in?
Why am I remembering 
all the bad things
that never happened?

I'm susceptible to forgetting,
so please remind me
what it felt like to have you 
all to myself.
Why I agreed to join you
on the highway to hell.

If love is meant for me,
where's its physicality?
Where is the harmony
when screens become
the only thing we touch?