I remember when I first saw you. The first time I looked into those golden brown eyes that captivated me everyday onward. I remember the first thing you said. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer”. I remember not being able to come up with a response and standing dumbfounded as we exchanged numbers. I remember our first date, and how we talked for hours and hours on end. I remember how everyday your beauty caught my breath, day after day without fail. I remember your sweet aroma, your shining smile, your perfect laughter. The way the words rolled off your tongue felt like a never ending poem. I remember your golden brown eyes. I remember meeting your family, and how it was an instant connection. How welcoming they were and how it felt as if I’d known them forever. I remember our first fight… and how it was all my fault. I remember how your tears formed and fell, and how I couldn’t help but stand and watch. I remember your golden brown eyes. How could I, I thought to myself. I didn’t know what to do. I remember you running out and me not going after you. I should have went after you, but I stood there, frozen. I remember calling. And calling, and calling and calling and calling and calling. I remember texting. So many messages never read. I remember knocking, on so many doors. I remember your golden brown eyes. I remember our fight. I remember our happy moments. I remember how perfect you were and how insecure I was. Next to me you were a god, an angel, a star. Next to you I was nothing. I was never enough for you, not the day I saw your golden brown eyes full of life, and definitely not the day I saw them water. I have spent my days after you, but I’ve come to realize what I should have known since the first day. Stars are meant to be loved, worshiped, wished upon, but always from a distance for they will always be too far away to touch. You were my delicate flower, my dream with golden brown eyes. But you left, and now it’s time that I left too.