Remember?

“Remember the time I fell in love with you?”

Every time your little name pops up on the who is online screen

I think that.

I want to ask you that so bad.

Do you remember it?

Do you think about it?

Did you realize it?

Because I can’t sleep.

And I can’t leave when you’re online.

And I shouldn’t let you have this hold on me

But I’m still listening to the sad love songs

And writing the angsty love poems.

And I don’t even know if you knew.

Remember the time I fell in love with you?

Do you?

Because I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t still happening.