the deluded ones [#2]

had

march 29th, 2017

you make me smile a little easier when you sound so in awe by the fact that in this moment we are speaking to each other when long ago we barely even glanced at each other.

"i didn't forget about you."

why is it so hard for me to comprehend the idea that i wasn't forgotten as time passed as you said in those short, five words?

four years is not an eternity, but it's certainly enough to change a person from who they once were to someone they never wished to be.

yet, even as my dislike for who i am subtly increases, you're still capable of remembering me in a better light and staying by my side, and i wonder what i did to be so lucky.

to be remembered, it means so much more than to be forgotten because you can forget people, but you won't ever forget how they made you feel.

and i could never forget you, especially if you never forget me.