I click through photos, of you, smiling, the smile I used to love. It still lights up your face the way I remember, before we fell apart. And, I started missing you. Missing you the friend, the one I could dial at any time of the day and know would pick the phone, and listen to my rants, and pick the phone at midnight and still say, “yes love, what’s wrong?”

Times have changed, the ugliness still remains of those misguided and hated words. But some things are still remembered. Those moments of holding hands, and laughing about who be whose daddy, and the coffee smell that filled the air.

I miss you and felt that you should know I do, cz I know you are out there, and may be at times, by chance, might stumble upon these words, and know that I do still remember you, at times 🙂