This is how I want you to remember me, curled up next to you, feeling the steady rhythm of your heartbeat and tracing the intricate maps of your skin with my fingertips. Remember those moments when your jokes—no matter how silly or absurd—made me laugh uncontrollably? Recall the times I erupted into hysterics for no apparent reason at all, or when I cried because you said something that cut deep, leaving us both stunned as I struggled to recover from that heartache.
Picture me as fragile and gentle, as if I were made of glass—only showing that side to you because you were the one who held my heart with such tenderness. Remember when I felt so blissfully happy, and all the silly, outrageous ways I tried to grab your attention, from playful teasing to unexpected surprises? Think back to the moments of stubbornness, when I refused to talk to you, driving both of us to the brink of frustration, yet somehow deepening our connection.
Remember all the firsts we shared, together—the excitement of our first glance, our first conversation, or that electrifying first touch. Those moments were so full of joy that we found ourselves going back for seconds, thirds, and even fourths as if we could never get enough of each other. Recall the songs that became the soundtrack of our lives during those times, the ones you couldn’t stop playing on repeat, and how they echoed our shared feelings.
Don’t forget those innocent dreams we dared to nurture about our future—a future that felt limitless when we were together. If it comes down to it, I hope you won’t remember the ending of our story, which may be filled with sadness. Instead, hold onto the beginning—the spark, the excitement, and that unforgettable moment when you first realized how deeply we connected.
~M