hypocritepoet

They mean different things. But they always make us remember. I will always remember.

I don't know what it is about you that is so etched in me that I recall over and over again moments we spend together. I'm sure they'll fade as all things do. But the big events keep reliving. Driving 19 hours to see you both will live on and every June, I'll relive the visit. The hugs, the smells. The lilt of your voice. The wonder and awkwardness of it all.

And the beach was pretty damned great too.

I want our memories to be of good longtime friends, not someone who tried to undermine your life. I only ever wanted to make you stronger.