[Disclaimer: For those of you who always want to know who my post is for, this is not written for one person. It may read like a sloppy love poem, but its really not. If you want a clue, this poem is for everyone that’s meant something to me. If you know you matter to me, try finding yourself in there.]
Remember that letter I wrote you once, finally forgiving all that you had done?
Remember that day you taught me how to spell?
Remember the nights filled with gossip under torchlight?
The days you came back only because I missed you?
The day you told me the most painful secret and trusted me with it?
The days I lied to protect you?
Remember, when we first fell in love?
The day we cried till early morning because I was leaving?
The day you told me she was a lie and you loved me.
The days you cycled for miles.
Remember, when we were bold and passionate?
The days we believed our whole lives were ahead of us.
The day we walked for endless hours only because we wanted to.
The day you told me that there would be a notch for every man above your bed.
The day we laughed till morning about things we would never tell anyone else.
The day when you gave me a little corner of your heart?
Remember when we spoke that first time?
The day we fought about everything and slowly fell in love?
The day you made me believe that I was beautiful?
The day you stopped because I needed you to?
Tell me you remember.
Tell me you always will.
Tell me there really is forever.
Tell me, before I move on and forget.