Unsent Messages

I no longer remember what you voice sounds like and I can’t quite remember what you wanted to name your first son. I can’t remember the last time you said I love you and I can barely picture the last weekend we were together. I do remember your favorite colors and that damn slow smile of yours, and I can perfectly recall the first night I met you, when we stayed up till morning and watched the sunrise on the beach. I remember your last song recommendation. I remember the when we kissed in the rain and the long endless car rides and the night we watched the stars in the field. I hope I forget these things soon. It has been way too long for me to still be hung up you, but I thought you were the one. I so desperately hope you find the happiness you were searching for.