I never want to forget the time I had with you. I’m afraid I will be old and I will think back and dismiss what we had. I’m afraid I will forget the small details, your hair in my hand, touching your neck and ear on that first date, you giving me that chewing gum, Serra, being behind you on that train, jumping fences, creating art, going around in a car, getting a flower at the airport. I’m afraid I will get old and all this meaning, all these important, small details will be lost in time, forever forgotten like a drop in the sea. I’m afraid I will be old and I will loose all of this beauty and joy, I will loose what made me a better person. I will forget how you opened up life for me, made me realize there is so much to do here, so much joy and happiness and love to be had. That there is such a thing as being loved. That there is a reason to live.

I miss you. And I’m afraid. I never want to forget.