Do you think I could ever forget you?
No. Not forget.
I just want to be there, look at you, and be able to say that "I'm glad that I'm still part of your life."
Maybe I'm just too selfish. Wanting, asking to be part of your life when honestly I think I shouldn't even be part of it.
Have I ever done something for you? Have I left something that will remind you of me? Have you let me live inside you heart?
I don't really know.
I wish I did.
I wish you'd still remember me.
But I don't think you would. I don't think it would be the same ever again.
I haven't even made a move yet.
But alas, it seems like I lost my chance even before it was presented to me.
I miss you.
You don't miss me.
And I know that.
But I still miss you.
Time flies too fast.
I've known you for 8 years counting 9. The longest I have ever made myself acquainted to someone.
Maybe someone else was there.
But you're different.
The only thing I really want to know is if you treasure your memories with me like how I treasure my memories with you.
I think about you every single day.
I think about you during times when I'm happy, sad, worried, angered, frustrated, grateful.
Everything, Everytime
Will I be able to see you and talk to you again?
Will I be able to give you my overdue letter?
A letter. No a promise. A conviction
For myself
Indeed I have proved myself selfish.
Maybe it's because we are afraid to get hurt.
Maybe we, NO. Maybe I am just afraid to take that bold first step.
Will I be able to do it?
I hope so.
