Love, do you remember me?
I am sure you don't.
Love, I am the girl that you used to love,
the girl you used to need,
the girl you used to admire,
the girl you used to see as a life.
Do you remember?
Remember about you and I?
How we used to be?
Or perhaps, the way we crashed and burnt so quickly?
Remember the moments we used to be happy?
Remember those silly little promises we made when we were staring up at the starry sky?
Remember how fast we got back together after a fight?
Remember the way we used to be so in love?
Remember the way my eyes always lit up when you come into the room?
Remember the day I was crying, begging you not to leave?
Remember the day you told me you loved me?
Remember?
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