Dear Mia,

I longed for you to say it again,

"Kyle"

My name sounded so much better,

When it came from your lips.

Ah, those lips,

Those crimson lips.

When you said my name,

I froze, unable to move,

Unable to breathe.

You didn't turn around,

You didn't even have to look to know who it was,

To know that it was me.

And that gave me a feeling of joy,

How you could still tell when I was around.

It means that you never really forgot me,

No matter how hard you tried to act like it.

You never forgot,

Did you, Mia?