to be loved is to be remembered
This has been the most painful 10 years I've ever lived. I can't remember anything, and if I can, it's very vague and blurry. My brain completely shut down after her passing, so much so that it hasn't been until two years ago that I finally started remembering things slightly clearer. My brain has been consciously and unconsciously remembering her, not wanting to forget about anything but not wanting to hurt more. To be loved is not only to love while being alive, but it's also to remember once you've passed, because how can you ever stop loving someone after their death? someone so important to me that it's no longer by my side, and someone who has actually made me feel love, even if it was young and innocent love. I can't remember much about her, but I just know my first and last poem was for her, she was my first ever crush and probably the last sincere and innocent one.
I was gonna say "Happy decade anniversary" but there's nothing happy about you passing, so, may this decade never have existed.
In another life, you and I will be holding hands, looking at the stars and planning some kind of picnic we never got to have.
You'll be missed, forever or as long as my brain can remember you.