an old song comes on,
memories flood back like a tidal wave.
The first meeting,
I wondered who you were,
wondered how I could not know you,
we live in such a small town.
You wanted me, that was plain.
Couldn’t keep your eyes off me.
I did my best to ignore you.
I resisted for weeks, unsure.
You were relentless,
and in the end I gave into temptation.
The first kiss, earth shattering.
I wanted more, so did you.
What I night of passion that was.
I never wanted you to go.
Countless stolen moments,
we couldn’t get enough of each other.
Couldn’t seem to make it to a bed either.
Oh well, beds are overrated.
Couches and counter tops are much more fun.
And then one day it was gone.
We stopped talking.
It was as if someone had flipped a switch.
The feelings were gone, as if they had never existed.
Sometimes I miss your company,
but most of the time I am content with how things are.
I would like to thank you though,
for caring, for the passion, for just being you, and most of all, for the memories.
Thank you for the memories.