often we forget our age

except when we run in attempt to catch that ride.  or see playground bars we know we could still lift our bodies in our minds.  when we see kids bemoan their teenage loves and cry "forever" and tellies say stay believing in your own heart.  when we hear someone say "eternity" and how no one could ever tear their love apart.  we remember.  the too many times and too many things we try to un-remember.  and how often we succeed, at times, to forget our age.  when she laughs finding you funny without your knowing in the middle of a conversation; or unconsciously takes your hand without a cue, in the middle of a mall, or a crowded station, or in a car, without so much as the setting of a dinner, candlelit or otherwise.  when you see her performing the feat of braiding her own hair in front of a mirror, hairpin tucked on lips, or at the end the night, just a plain schoolboy kiss, you forget your age.
  
and also except when you have to file those forms and fill the details birth date please and age please, thank you.