Always in my heart. Always on my mind.

It's like feeling the warmth left behind after someone's gotten up. So close you can still feel them. Their words still echo. Their smell still lingers. The mind holds onto those things for so long. Longer than you can really believe.

I guess that's it. That's all I really needed. To hear the quiet reality. Just enough to remember. It's my season of bitter sweet. I guess I shouldn't complain too much. At least it means I can still remember, that I haven't forgotten and that I do still appreciate.

People change. The world changes. It's like a dream caught in a loop. The feeling of de ja vu.

It's not bad. It just is. And it only means you were paying attention the first time around, enough to miss it when it was gone.