To M
I wonder if you think of me like I think about you. Most likely you don’t but I wish you did. Memories of us still linger in my head, swimming in my sea of thoughts. I still remember the first time we met, how you were sitting outside the coffee shop reading your book. How pretty the day was, how the sunlight shined on you, and pretty the pretty fern next to you. How I tapped your shoulder and you looked back and saw me and yours eyes glowed up. We talked for hours that day, it felt endless. In fact, verytime we saw each other it felt eternal, time would stop. I would get lost in the moment and it felt like it was just you and me in this world. I cried, I laugh, I felt, I experienced. It wasn’t much time, but again, it felt endless. Everything was like a movie, one that you never want to stop watching and that lasted for ever. Saddly, this movie had to end, but what it was it replays in my head over and over. Endless it will be but I still wonder, Do you still think of me, how I think about you?
Sincerely,
The love club