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Today, I swore I smelled the cologne you used to wear. It’s so pathetic that something like a smell can bring tears to my eyes. It’s January 31st, and I still miss you.
turning around on the first day of school and falling in love with your eyes
I remember how you would make me laugh, the butterflies in my stomach multiplying
I remember looking up to see you smiling at me, those dimples stirring some crazy feeling inside of me
I remember staying up late, my head under the covers, texting you.
I remember your strong arms around me, my head on your chest when we first hugged.
I remember my tiny hand in yours, my tiny foot to yours.
I remember you telling me, that you had feelings for me, and how my cheeks turned pink.
I remember the first time when your lips touched mine and the electricity flowing through my body
I remember that day, looking up into your eyes when you asked me out and how I was the happiest person in the world.
I remember the faces of my friends and their happy voices when I told them we were a reality
I remember that night when you kissed me and told me I was beautiful, and the tears that came to my eyes
I remember falling asleep in your lap, your eyes the last thing I saw before I dreamed of us together
I remember the feeling of something wrong, every time I saw you with those girls and the stab of pain through my heart
I remember the feeling of loneliness, even in that crowd of people.
I remember that last smile I saw, that last smile when you were mine.
I remember the last time your arms went around me, and how I wished we could rewind.
I remember walking away, the tears spilling down my cheeks because I lost something I loved.
I remember you loved me…and I will never forget.