Was That a Joke?

Was a Looking back on how I made a temporary person shape my forever, makes me laugh and teary. I have questions I no longer want to ask you, because if it mattered i’d not be here unanswered.

Do you remember when you first said you love me?

Do you remember the first time our eyes met?

Do you remember the touch of my hand?

Do you remember kneeling down asking me to marry you, giggling like an idiot?

Do you remember all your promises?

Do you even remember you promised a forever?

Was it a joke? How can you fall out of love when, I was your only one? But most of all when did you fall out of love? You acted too much in love for me to gauge, that I was the only one rooting for us.