The seconds will turn into minutes.
The minutes will turn into hours.
The hours will turn into days.
The days into weeks.
The weeks into months.
The months into years.
I will be ok i know this.
But what if I forget.
What if I forget his smell?
The way my name sounds in his mouth.
What if i forget his touch?
The way his hands felt on my skin.
I want to forget the arguments.
The heated words exchanged.
I want to forget the anxiety,
Of not knowing if he spoke the truth.
I want to forget the fear I felt,
Every time his distanced himself from me.
But god i pray he remembers the little things I did,
The notes and endless packages, my muttley laugh
The times we stayed at meanan and the big jacuzzi bath
I hope he remembers hydrangeas are my favourite
And how I loved the stars at night.
And how I'm going to miss him - But know that I'm alright.
I want to forget the dead look in his eyes.
I want to forget the pain he tried to disguise.
I want to forget the feel of not feeling good enough.
I want to forget the last 18 months that were really tough.
But god i pray i remember the magic that we shared.
The nights of laughing until our bellies hurt.
The hours we spent staring into each others eyes.
The nights sat in the garden watching the night skies.
The adventures of exploring a new place together.
These are the things i hope to remember forever.
For he was once my best friend and i was his.
But life can suddenly change, it is what it is.
And even though I know I will never be the same.
For if I never see him again or hear him speak my name,
I want him to know that in my heart I will always care.
I will always wish him well for the magic that we shared.