I have photos somewhere, undeveloped.
Memories trapped on a spool.
I say goodbye with each new day, yet you grow there in my heart.
The little things get me. A funny joke I want to share or the way you always made me feel like everything would be alright even if we both knew it would be painful.
I miss you, but you’re in the breeze when I am on a hike.
You’re in the sea, where my toes touch the foam.
You’re eyes were like sea foam, a paradox, peaceful and all the same turbulent.
Such a short time I knew you, but a lifetime of memories remain.
I love you still.
You linger like the last light of day giving hope for tomorrow.