We were really close for a couple of months…not a really significant relationship time-wise, and yet I still think of you everyday.
People say that someone is in your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime, and I guess its true…you were in my life for a specific reason…to make me feel much better about myself and to show me that I can be admired…that I can be cared for.
You made me feel better about myself, but then you were gone…you sunk into oblivion and I didn’t hear from you again.
I still think about you every day for whatever reason…I can still hear your voice as you are telling me things that don’t matter…as we giggle about stupid things…as I dream about holding you.
Why are you living in my memory?