it's a strange thing,
love is.
how deeply we can fall into it
but now standing on the other side,
it's like i've forgotten who you were.
somehow i've erased the files
of your face, and of your smiles
and your voice.
the one thing that would never leave my head
it has.
i still think i see you,
in shadows
and in faces of strangers.
only to focus in on someone that
isn't you.
and what i remember now,
isn't you.
because we've grown up
and changed and
have become the people we are today.
but i still remember that day
when you told me
i love you.
from my best friend,
to stranger.
i always will too.