Morning as woken
Drizzle of rain everywhere
Blackbirds singing songs

I remember when you weren't,
Always in my head,
And I didn't over dissect,
Everything you said.

I remember when we laughed,
Because you were just a friend,
And I did not know that this would start,
Much less when it would end.

I remember the first time we touched,
When it meant something more to me,
But I was sure you didn't feel,
That small jolt of electricity.

I remember how I fell for you,
Despite how hard I tried,
I just wanted to convince my heart,
That you had only lied.

I remember when I saw those words,
Lit up on the computer screen,
But it felt too good to be true,
Looking back; was it only a dream?

I remember the way you first kissed me,
On that cold October night,
The shiver that ran through me,
Because it felt so right.

I remember when you held my hand,
As we walked down the hall,
And it didn't matter what people said,
You didn't care at all.

I remember the day it ended,
When everything seemed just fine,
You kissed me goodbye and I really thought,
That you were still only mine.

I remember when you told me,
That it was too hard for you,
So I sat and cried because,
I didn't know what to do.

I remember accepting the fact,
Friends were all we would be,
But for some reason I still thought,
That maybe you had actually cared about me.

I remember when I saw you two,
And I looked the other way,
Because it hurt to look at you,
And see that you were okay.

I remember how I missed you,
I still do but the days come and go,
And the less your memory hurts me,
The more I'm able to let you go.

It's hard to say goodbye when you were taken from me;
I swore I was done writing about you when I accepted
                         that you were gone from my life like a feather.
Somehow I still remember how long it's been.

I've moved on, but there's still a sorrow I feel when I remember you;
I guess that's what happens when there's a scar left behind
                              from the wound that I could not prepare for.
Somehow I still remember how long it's been.

I've moved on but I haven't healed completely;
If I healed then I would be able to see your picture
       or read the words you wrote out in a time that was happy.
Somehow I still remember how long it's been...