The 9th of September

I just want to remember every little details of how we used to be.
Just for today.

I love how you gave me my first kiss.
I love how you always reminded me to eat.
I love how you swished your nose against mine.
I love how blow my ears.
I love how you smell my hair.
I love how you pop your knuckles.
I love how you loved what I cooked for you.
I love how you call me “baby”.
I love how I always asked for a hug and you gave me big, warm ones.
I love how you kiss me.
I love how you say cute, cuddly things.
I love it when we cuddle on your couch.
I love your panda eyes.
I love your fat tummy.
I love how you sing me a birthday song for me.
I love how we used to play thumb wrestling.
I love how you still there for me.
I love the fact that you still love me.
I love you.
I miss you.