Sunday, 15 April 2012
I think of you, then. I think of you every day. But usually in the quietest part of the morning, or the darkest part of the night.
It was there staring at me. I couldn't even look away. I could picture it. You and me standing there. You pulling me towards you. Our first kiss. With strawberry sugus in my mouth. The place where it all started. I can still feel it. Your lips on mine. It felt so perfect. Then we hung out at the cyber cafe afterwards. It was the happiest day of my life. I remember every moment of it. Just thinking about it brings me to tears. I know I'll never have that ever again. I know it will never be the same again. But yet I still hope. I guess I will never learn.