I Still Do
Do you remember when they asked why we like each other?
Do you remember when we told them we are completely alike?
Do you remember our first encounter?
Do you remember our first laughter?
Do you remember how lame my jokes were?
Do you remember how you'd laugh anyway?
Do you remember when we first shared success?
Do you remember when we both shed tears?
Do you remember our ambitious goals?
Do you remember our promises?
Do you remember how we spent the night talking about life?
Do you remember our plan of growing old together?
Do you remember why we loved each other?
Cause I still do
YOU ARE READING
Solitude
PoetryS O L I T U D E (n) a state of seclusion or isolation. That's all it takes to free my thoughts.
