i remember the person you used to be.

i remember last year when we climbed to the top of the sycamore

tree in my backyard and your voice in my ear sounded like the wind

singing a lullaby to a child. the orange sun was sinking into the

watercolor sky; everything about that moment was perfect. you ran

your fingers through my caramel hair  as i stared into your

chocolate eyes. you told me that i meant that world to you, and at

that moment, fireworks exploded around me, their hues bursting in

infinite directions. your words tasted like candy and i let their

flavor- I think it was watermelon, no, strawberry- melt onto my

tongue. i swayed my head to the rhythmic beating of our hearts 

and you wrapped your arms around me. it was on that day that i

handed you my heart, daintily wrapped in magenta paper, and

trusted you to treasure it. the night smiled at us, smiled wide and

showcased all of its teeth. and now, a year later, love has become a

foggy memory because as soon as i gave you my soul, you ran

away without even looking back to make sure i hadn’t fallen out of 

our tree.