You tell me you remember all your firsts with me and that I would always have a place in your heart… I remember so much more. I remember sneaking into your room late at night, and hiding in the cupboard, under the bed. I remember falling asleep in your arms watching soccer. I remember wearing your shirt everyday and night when you were away so I could be covered in your scent. I remember the first time you played me “our song” – I remember it all.
I remember sitting by the phone waiting for your call – for weeks. I remember reaching the depths of hell, my soul screaming out in utter agony as I tried to deal with the realization that I wasn’t and would never be your first. I remember you telling me you had met the perfect woman for you – the one who wasnt me, the one who would become your wife
Yes – I remember it all.