You used to loved how clingy I was.
Remember when the trailer was going on in theatre as we stepped in?
Remember when I jumped at the sound of a huge explosion from the speakers?
Remember when I thought no one noticed and you halted in your steps?
Remember when you stood there gazing down at me, half smiling, half worried?
Remember when you asked cheekily, "You were scared?"
Remember when you pulled me into your arms when I nodded embarrassingly?
I'm in the library today when I remembered us while I was reading this new book of poetry. This book reminds me too much of how I long to hear your voice.
"I'm sorry baby, I'll always be here when you need me."
Where are you now?
