I can't remember the day that I woke up and feel that I like you more than I should. But I can still remember every wave of emotion you made me feel. I can still remember the way you look at me and how I feel beautiful because of it. I can still remember every time we spent together. Side by side. So close that we can feel each other's bones. In the room, at the hallways, at the streets, in your arms.
I can still remember everything. I can still remember you. And it's sad that I mourn for it, I mourn for you even when you are still alive. It's more than sad that all I can do, is to remember. You are one painful yet beautiful nostalgia.
