I remember how the wind would make your hair dance. I remember how you would stop and play with our neighbor's cats every afternoon, on your way home from school. I remember how you would pout if I tease you every now and then. I remember how your cheeks would turn red if I got too close. I remember your smile, your laughter and your tears. I would always remember how you looked as you watch the bus take me away.

I remember all of these because I was always with you. But the last memory of you kept running through my mind. I want more. I want to make more memories with you.

I promise I'll come back for you.