I remember

I remember the day you called me over wanting to say something,
though I refused.
I remember the day you asked me to give you cakes I baked,
though I rejected jokingly.
I remember the day you sat in the classroom silently,
listening to my playing the piano.
I remember the day you scolded at me,
when you saw I giving a letter to a guy.
I remember the day we exchanged cell phone straps,
with our names printed on them.

You know how exalted I was when your mother admitted our relationship?
You know how worried I was when you fell off from the stairs?
You know how anxious I was when you suddenly fainted on the hallway?
You know how heartbroken I was when you told me you wanted to stop exchanging diaries because your mother disallowed it?

Still,I cannot tell whether we were lovers ever before.
Maybe we were,because we acted just like lovers.
Maybe we weren't,because you never confessed to me in person.
But one thing I know is that our love did fade away,
after that heartbreaking event.


Here,again,I stand in the flow of memery recalling you and echoing.
But so sad that you don't even reply to me,again.