I remember when we used to talk
Before and after classes.
I had fallen in love with a photograph
That I knew the name.
I remember your contagious soft voice;
I heard it then I loved it.
I remember that we were becoming
Something specious.
We almost became more than best friends
But we fell apart and made up just memories.
I can recall how you treated me better,
When you loved me better,
I love how you talked to me better,
Where you made my half better;
But now he is better.
And I remain the last good man.