You.

I remember how it was.

How we were.

I remember how it felt, and how it feels.

I remember the passion.

I remember the late night drives, and midnight text conversations.

I remember the green snap backs

And the Taco Bell we never ate.

I remember the GTRs and the i8s.

I remember the Lotus.

I remember you.
I remember our week.

I remember us.

I could never forget.

And it hurts...

It hurts like hell...