I once called you the girl of my dreams.
I once wrote you poems. I once thought it could be me and you.
I know things happened and we never had the chance. You had him and I had her. But I hope you let me take you to lunch sometime so we can catch up. Curiosity has me wondering if maybe we might still have something. If not, it’s cool. I will still love to be your friend.
I remember times sitting there thinking of what you might be doing. I hoped you might be thinking of me. I know it’s wishful thinking but you never know.
I remember when you used to call me at 4am telling me what he did to you this time. I remember going to your house and watching Fun with Dick and Jane. I remember tickling you. I remember more than you could imagine.
What it comes down to is, you will forever be tgomd.