It’s been a year.
No contact whatsoever.
But, I still remembered.
I remember how you’d whisper lightly when I’d be barely awake.
I remember how every word I said you’d listen and smile while I spoke with excitement.
I remember how you said “I love you too,” when I told you I loved you.
Every little thing, I have remembered.
But, now I wish I didn't.
Because you’re not that boy I love anymore.