I remember looking at the smiling boy by my side.
I remember gazing upon his face as the light made it glow
I remember the boy who always looked sad
I remember the few time he did smile
I remember his embarrassed smiles, his joking smiles
I remember the smiles he reserved just for me
I remember how he barely spoke
I remember his few words and how when he opened his mouth to speak, the words were not wasted
I remember how nice he was to me
I remember him actually trying to make conversation with me, when others would not
I remember sitting next to him how warm he was
I remember touching him, seeing him, yet I cannot picture his face
I remember everything he ever said to me
I remember what he said that first day
I remember what he said that last day, also
I remember how he made me laugh
I remember how he made me cry
I remember how he saved me
I remember how he hurt me
I remember what he means to me
And now that we are apart, I am beginning to remember him..
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Love and Hurt
PoetryLife is love. And life is hurt. We'd better live it now, cause all too soon, we'll be buried under the dirt.