My Heart Stops

My heart still stops when I see pictures of the two of us together.

These days, for some reason, my mind keeps wandering back to you. Of your emo boy-band glasses and your smooth voice.

You remembered my birthday. You found me online just to make sure someone wished me a happy birthday when I was so far away from home and family.

I didn’t realise that maybe it wasn’t such a coincidence after all.

I guess you still haven’t forgotten me. I haven’t forgotten you either.