Do you think about me still?

Just a few hours marked the anniversary of the death of a loved one of yours and your family. Remember when you told me your cousin's boyfriend had passed? I do. I remember you telling me how you would tease margaret with him. Asking if she liked him and cute, childish things. I also remember how that gloomy june morning you said you wanted to run away to me. You have no idea how that still resonates in my mind constantly. I'd say every day if i wasn't afraid of realizing that i have thought of that for five years now. Time is fleeting and i miss you. And i wish i didn't almost as much as i do. When you need some type of comfort that your home can't give you, i hope you find me. When you need other arms to hold you, i hope you look for mine. And when you're looking to dissect lyrics of your favorite songs, i hope you remember how no one did that better than you and me.