At the other side of the world, five hours apart you became part of me.
I was everything you hated
you were everything I loved.
You didn't have a sense of humor but I always laughed.
When you said you "take my love and forget I said anything", I just cried because I knew you too were going to forget.
I sent you pictures of me not because I looked good but because I didn't want you to forget me.
You hated books, yet every night I read to you in my dreams.