Thank you - this is referencing my first "real" boyfriend from years and years ago (gosh, around 18 years ago, now that I think about it). I have lots of really good memories of that time, and I'm always sharing them with people and thinking about those good times, and what a profound effect they had on me as a person. I always find myself wondering if the people that made a huge difference in my life ever think the same thing about me.
A few months ago I was thinking about the fact that no one's ever approached me and said to me, "Hey, you know you really were a super-important part of my life, and even though that time is gone, I still think about you fondly from time to time."
But then I realized that I've never really done that to anyone, either. So I looked him up and reached out and let him know that he really made a world of difference to me and I feel like I wouldn't be the person I am without him in my past, selfishly hoping that he'd reciprocate. He didn't (he just said it's been such a long time and he doesn't really think about me that much), and I started writing this poem based on that, and the prompt kind of pushed me to thinking about it more and I finished it up. :)
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A few months ago I was thinking about the fact that no one's ever approached me and said to me, "Hey, you know you really were a super-important part of my life, and even though that time is gone, I still think about you fondly from time to time."
But then I realized that I've never really done that to anyone, either. So I looked him up and reached out and let him know that he really made a world of difference to me and I feel like I wouldn't be the person I am without him in my past, selfishly hoping that he'd reciprocate. He didn't (he just said it's been such a long time and he doesn't really think about me that much), and I started writing this poem based on that, and the prompt kind of pushed me to thinking about it more and I finished it up. :)