i remember september with you.
it was almost fall and just as the leaves fell, so did i for you. i wrote my first poem in a year about you.

i remember october with you.
your job took up most of your time and i never really got to talk to you that much but i had to pretend to be okay with that. it was the time i almost fell in love with you.

i remember november without you.
i cried for weeks still not over you apparently and never understanding why every time i saw you i was only reminded of the way your blue eyes reflected the moon.

i remember december without you.
deciding to make my own happiness and stop looking for your car every time i drove down a back road (because you never took the highway).

i remember january with you.
you told me you'd made a mistake. and turns out, you were my biggest one.

i lost every poem i'd ever written about you and i hope i never find them.
(s.j.b.)