The words we never sent
still deserve to be heard.

i remember the night you wore my old t-shirt to the party and we danced in the corner like nobody was watching

i was holding your hand in the alleyway and you were trying to stop me from leaving that night i remember it like it was yesterday

i wore your old shirt on our last camping trip and remembered the way it felt against my skin when we were hiking in the mountains

i kept your old watch in my room till i got it back from the pawn shop that night you left me, remember?

i wore your old denim jacket to the beach that summer we watched the sunset together and i remember how you held my hand but never said it out loud

i was the last one to leave that night you said goodbye, remember? i remember holding your hand and feeling like we were invincible

i wore your worn jeans on our last rainy day and it felt like you were home with me

i still remember that night you said i was enough and meant everything to you but it slipped out before we could say it

i think about the way you used to hold my hands at family gatherings when we were kids and how it felt like a secret between us

i remember that night we stayed up till dawn and you told me about the time you met sarah i was so jealous because she had just moved to japan but all those days seem like a lifetime ago now

i remember when u held my hair back and said that we would be together forever

remembered fingers on mine while we watched stars together in the car that one night it felt like everything was ours

i wore my old red skirt to the party and i saw you across the room with someone else but that's not what i meant when i said we could have been something real together

I stormed out of Thanksgiving and never apologized. Three years now. Every November I think about calling but the silence has gotten so big I dont know how to break it.

Mom used to take us to the beach every summer. I can still taste the salt and feel the sunburn. She cant remember my name anymore but I bet she remembers the sound of the waves. I hope she does.

I cancelled on you so many times that you stopped inviting me. I dont blame you. But every cancellation was anxiety not apathy. I wanted to come. I just couldnt.

i wore the shirt with the missing button on it to you that one time when we were walking to our car and i forgot what day it was but somehow everything else just felt right

I wore the same white shirt you lent me on our first picnic, and for a second, I thought about how nice it was to have that feeling with someone

i remember that one night when we were at the park and i saw you laughing with someone else... but then i looked closer and saw it was just a guy sitting alone on the bench beside us, staring at me

i wore the black shirt with the tear on friday night after we watched tv together and i still feel like you were there