There are specific dates that serve as anniversaries,
Some years, I count down to them.
Others I notice halfway through the day randomly writing the date.
Its the anniversaries of us.
The day we noticed each other,
our first “I love you.”,
and our last goodbye.
I close my eyes and remember what you were wearing,
the taste of your lips,
the sadness in your brown eyes.
Those dates are forever etched in my heart.
And I’ll cherish them all spent with you,
till death do us part.