CLUTTERED MIND

I wasn't really sure, but the only thing is I'm neutrally fine. I won't let it come again and bother you, no, even to anyone. Sometimes, I still smile about memories, there are still part of life that when you go back, you can still feel how it felt that day, you still remember how extremely happy you were that even words failed to describe, you still remember how fast your heart beats every seconds of time, you still remember how excited you were the first meeting, the first picture was memorable because unexpectedly, both of you were wearing the same color of shirts, the first phone call was clear - it was an evening of February 14 ,2014, the first text and statement you both had were still intact in your head, the first question you've asked, the first advice you've got, the first remembrance you've personally made and even the first letter of appreciation but most importantly, the first occasion you've celebrated together, that you were once wished you had the power to stop the time for a little while, the power to pause the spinning world and have the moment of the night. 

These things you might surely forgot by now, or might not mean to you even a little, but as my shallow self dictates, these things mean the whole universe and galaxies to me.