Los Recuerdos Nunca Mueren (The Memories Never Die)
You were a realist, and I liked that, because all too often my head lived in the clouds.
I loved that sarcasm rolled off your tongue as if you knew what they were going to say.
I remember the way you’d hug me in attempt to shield me from the unknown
I adored the way if I cried you’d soften your touch and tell me how much you hated me crying.
I cherished how you would check in on me on days I forgot how to smile.
I admired the way you cared about your grades, despite acting nonchalant.
I was delighted by the way your smile would always make me smile.
I was stuck on the way you tried so hard to make me feel beautiful.
There were a lot of things you dropped the ball on, however,
Our good moments, were nothing but good
Maybe you didn’t love me, but I sure did love you
Author Notes: I still cherish the moments you make me smile. It's just easier to make you a villain in my head then any sort of a hero. That is my fault. Here's to you
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