We used to come and go in each other's lives, and we used to just pick up from where we left off whenever we see each other again. But now weeks and months just zip by, and I no longer wonder how you are, and I can now easily ignore your invites. Every minute spent with you was a minute taken away from the cases and pleadings you had to work on, and I used to cherish every minute. But now I can hardly remember the sound of your voice, or how my hand felt on your chest, or the way you smell when I hug you after weeks of not seeing you. All I can remember is how eating ice cream makes you happy, like a little kid, and how I never have to finish sentences when I'm taking to you, and your quiet stillness when I secretly watch you pray whenever we hear mass, and how I felt whenever we kissed while waiting for the red stoplight to turn green. All I can remember is that you changed such a big part of me, and I'm absolutely sure that I will be in a totally different place right now if I had never met you. But the image of you is slowly fading away, one memory at a time....