Whenever I listen to Ne-yo's Miss Independent and Shontelle's T-Shirt, they'll remind me of you.

Not because of the lyrics, but for the fact that these two songs sorta connected us in some way or another.

We used to talk on the phone, and my computer would always be playing the former song. I was very in love with it, and you heard it through the call. On the next study trip, you have it in your phone! I was happy, to know that you appreciate this song as well.

And Shontelle's T-shirt, we were at the library together. You were teaching me math, but my attention span was really short and I ended up exploring your phone. You said your brother got the song and put it into your phone, and it was spelled as 'Shantelle' instead of 'Shontelle'. I edited it for you, and now this action is somehow etched in my mind, as if acting as a memory of trace in which I have left in your life.

It might all seem so minor, so unimportant to you, but to me, it means everything.

I miss those moments.

Yet we're now nothing but strangers.

Thank you for the memories, for they will forever be marked in my memory as something beautiful.
And when I say forever, I mean it. Till I'm old, till I die.

I don't believe in eternal love, or "I will love you forever", that is so unrealistic.

But this is a piece of memory that I will always cherish.
And if the Pensieve in Harry Potter existed, I would store them, keep it safe and away from the risks of being erased.


I just hope my presence didn't marred your memory of me.



Songs and rhythms remind me of you, of how we were like once before.