I was looking for a place to write the guest list for my upcoming birthday dinner, and I found an old notepad that I used to plan my Thailand trip in 2012.
Whilst looking for a blank page, I chanced upon an old poem I wrote in May 2012.
I didn't know I was capable of regret.
I wasn't with him, so why would I with you?
But I think of you and what could have been;
I know the kids wouldn't be good looking
but you would love me and I would love you
How can we ever get it wrong?
I remember how you made me laugh.And how things were so easy with you;
even when they're not.
I remember how you made me feel loved and well taken care of,
I miss that you know,
I miss you.
I couldn't for the life for me remember ever writing it, or who I was writing it for. Or why I was writing about it in the first place. And there is no doubt that I wrote t because it is in my handwriting.
It made me more curious because I have been listening to Callie Moore's song "Just a Song"
Oh well papel! Some days my memories fail me.