Do you remember the summer? Do you remember the first time we hung out? Do you remember showing up to my house at 9am that day?
Do you remember the lake? The hours that we spent out on the water, having the time of our life and not noticing anything but each other.
Do you remember the picnic? How hot that day was? Do you remember sitting on top of the hill eating and laughing? Do you remember laying in the grass, looking at the clouds, listing to music?
Do you remember the days that we spent completely caught up in each other? The days where we were invincible because we were together?
Do you remember the first kiss? Did you feel the same way that I did? Like nothing could ruin that moment? Did time slow down? Did it seem as if you and me stood still in time while the rest of the world kept spinning?
Do you remember the nights spent cuddled up in bed, you falling asleep on my chest, my arm around you, and as you drift off to sleep I whisper to you as I kiss the top of your head “I love you.” And you replied with an “I love you too.”
Do you remember the first time i told you i loved you? Do you remember the first time you told me that you loved me?
Do you remember the way we looked at each other? Like there was no one else in the world for us? All we could see was each other?
Do you remember the happiness we brought each other? Do you remember the laughs we shared?
Do you remember how no matter what happened between us we were supposed to stay friends? We were supposed to be able to talk to each other no matter what? We were supposed to always have each other to go to if we needed them?
Do you remember any of this? Or have you blocked it all out of your memory like you have blocked me out of your life? Do you ever lay in bed at night thinking about me? DO you ever miss me? Were you as upset by this as i was? Does the thought of me ever cross your mind during the day, even once? Do you ever ask people how I am doing? Do you care enough to ask?
I already know the answer. The answer is a big resounding NO, to all of those questions. Because to think about any of this would be paramount to caring about me as more then just a person you once knew. That you once might have loved.