Not Forgotten.

I used to wonder if she still thought about me.

And then she brought me flowers.

My favorite kind.

I didn't know what to say.

Nobody has ever brought me flowers before.

Last night she called me.

Over the phone, she told me she loved me.

Very few people have made me feel like this.

Every moment is magic.

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I'm not sure how she remembered that I loved Forget-Me-Nots after all these years... Maybe it's all in the name. It feels so good to be not forgotten.

-Trevor