Love. It's the first thing I thought of in the morning, and the last thing I thought about at night. I remember how soft you spoke to me, no matter how loud I was with you. I remember promising forever, only my forever lasted longer than yours. I remember your soft embrace, how fast you would run to me and pick me off the ground, like a scene from a movie. But most of all, out of all the things I remembered from you, was your last three words to me before you left, "I love you."
