I remember everything, more than you know.

I remember the first time we met.
I remember our first trip together.
I remember our first long conversation, under the full-moon.
I remember our evening walk around the city.
I remember our out-from-the city trip, just for fun.
I remember our coffee-chocolate time at our place.
I remember our discussion about almost everything.
I remember too much.

I remember everything about you. In fact, everything reminds me of you.

I know you won’t talk to me anymore.
I know you rarely take a look at my corner.

Nevertheless, I want you to know, I am not giving up in hope and faith of His promise and our love.