To You

Earlier, I saw someone who looked exactly like you from behind. Your hair and your thin frame. It makes me think of the moments I spent looking at your back. You were always a breathe of sunshine. How you'd shyly smile at me and your cute sweet gestures. I miss you. I miss how you treasured me. How I wish I could have chosen you...but alas, things that are not meant to be, are not meant to be. Still, I wanna see you. I wanna talk to you. When I do, will there be a spark of maybe? Will there be acceptance and closure? And would it be too much to ask who SC really was? Or if she really did exist? It still haunts me. The memories of you and me...of being left hanging...and finally forgotten.