echoes
most days now i entirely forget about you. you are irrelevant to my plans, my loves, my hopes and wishes and you don't haunt my dreams. not anymore.
but every once in awhile i'll see something really beautiful and my heart stops just for a moment, and i'll still wish you'd seen it too. shared, speechless, just holding my hand a little tighter, our own little language of connection i doubt i'll ever find again.
but every once in awhile i'll see something really beautiful and my heart stops just for a moment, and i'll still wish you'd seen it too. shared, speechless, just holding my hand a little tighter, our own little language of connection i doubt i'll ever find again.