I remember the day we met and you
had me intrigue with that first hello
the memorable evening when
you whispered the first I love you
took me a bit longer to say those
words back but still recall that night
I still think of that afternoon a delivery
driver delivered those bright roses
and the night I knew my heart had
completely fell in love with you
the evening call when you it was you,
not me and my heart was shattered
the morning when I didn’t want to
leave bed because I lost a good thing
despite the passage of time
I still remember your May birthday
I still think back to that first day
and the last day we spoke
a collection of days and nights
I carry within a chapter of my heart
- Inspired by Writers Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #700
