Sweet Nothings
In my mind's eye
I see a lake
shimmering
like a jewel.
I hear kids
laughing
and goofing
around.
I remember
a carnival
with just a dab
of shaving cream.
You see me.
I see you.
We met
one summer.
You sensed
my sadness
but also touched
my soul.
I remember you.
Do you remember me?
@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry
It's true. Some people come into your life and remain there and some people come into your life and go back out again. Sometimes by choice, sometimes not. However you still remember the ones that mattered and made an impact on you in any way, shape or form.