I Hope You Will Always Remember Me

I hope you remember me fondly if ever you think of me.
I hope you remember me.
I hope you remember me as someone who loved you, more than anything or anyone ever could.

Always.

Always.

Arc

The night ended on a beautiful note.
I found myself lying down on bed and staring at the ceiling.

I found myself reminiscencing about the night gone by.

It was a beautiful starry night and the moon was a perfect arc.
We shared things with each other we never normally spoke about and felt sort of intimate in each other's company.

We knew each other's secrets. The kind of secrets that no one else knew about us but each other.

We didn't need words that night for silence spoke everything.

You looked at the moon for a brief moment and then you looked into my eyes.
They were a strange kind of brown.
We looked into each other's eyes in silence until you interrupted it.

You suggested we go to the beach.

As we walked down the beach, I found myself unable to say things I wanted to say.
Words had often failed me when I needed them the most.
I was never a verbose person.
Perhaps it felt easier to keep things inside.

"What do you miss?" you asked me

I felt an absence that manifested itself as a haunting presence.
I said nothing and started to walk away until I disappeared past the dunes.