Too good to be true

It's been a year.

One. Whole. Year.

I can't believe it. I have to thank you for opening my eyes and giving me an amazing summer, one where I grew up, ended things I had to end and... just being here with me.

After hearing things about you, I... I don't really care. I'm remembering you the way you were when you were with me. I don't have any other way to remember you by because that's how I knew you and that's how you presented yourself to me. And though I know you won't read this in a million years, I still have to express what I'm feeling.

I'm sitting in the same place, I'm looking at the same view, but one thing is missing: you.

- Lo (Poppet)

P.S. - A friend of mine is posting this while I'm away, thank you. Check her out, she writes poetry and I love her: http://acordapoesia.blogspot.com/