Monday, April 18, 2011

Don't You

There are two things that I fear most. One is goodbyes. The other is being forgotten. I am not a fool; I know there are many goodbyes in a lifetime. I accept that. I just wish there was a guarantee that the memories that he/she and I have could stay in a mind forever, never being lost.

I hope she never forgets how it felt when we rolled down the grassy hill for hours, giggling manically.

I hope he never forgets the first time he saw that twinkle in my eye.

I hope she never forgets our meaning of "The stuff that dreams are made of".

I hope he never forgets our similarities.

I hope she never forgets how close we once were, even though we are now thousands of miles apart.

I hope he never forgets the times that I was there for him when he had no one and needed someone the most.

I hope she never forgets our conversation of how beautiful she is.

I hope he never forgets our drives with the manual.

I hope she never forgets the feeling of sincere love, from me, her exact opposite.

I hope he never forgets Al Green.

I hope she never forgets the mutual admiration we share for each other.

I hope he doesn't forget the intensity of how hard we used to laugh.




This is my wish if I could have just one: Don't you forget about me.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Stop making the eyes at me,
I'll stop making the eyes at you.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Shuffle

My heart is like my iPod on shuffle.