Remember when you used to talk out loud about all you wanted to accomplish still? <br />You would say, I'm going to do this like this and I'm going to go there <br />I used to say jokingly, don't talk into the air, it annoys me <br />You would say to me, someday you'll miss me talking into the air <br />And then you would laugh <br />And then I would laugh and we would share the laugh together <br />I used to think that day would never get here <br />That you would always be here to talk out loud about everything you wanted to do <br />Today, as I sit here working, I'm thinking about the times you would talk into the air <br />Today, you're not here <br />You've been gone now seven years <br />I miss hearing you talk <br />I miss telling you not to talk into the air <br />I miss sharing the laughs with you <br />I miss you<br /><br />Stephanie J. DeMartino<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remember-when-8/
