sometimes things end
and that’s okay, because it is life
but just because something isn’t anymore, doesn’t take away from what it once was
because even though now we are close to strangers in passing, occasionally acquaintances
doesn’t make the love we once had any less important

like when we were younger and impossibly perfect in the moment where Anna Sun blared and you smiled and I echoed it, where we were pieces of sunshine that fed off the dying rays outside that tickled our cheeks, along with the wind that blew in through the open window as we turned the corner, coming inevitably closer and closer to what we knew in our bones would be our untimely end

the point is: i love you, and perhaps you once loved me
we had our moments
and they were wonderful
they’ll always have a place in my heart

i hope yours has room for them too.