Memories

Your house holds memories for us,
your house is where we first kissed and I helped you through the loss of your sister.
But I'm not really looking for what happened just lookin for you,
knowing you dont live there anymore hurts me to think about it.
When we talk on the phone I dont want to hang up,
I want to always here your voice.
The sad part is I have a boyfriend or is it sad at all either way I like him alot,
I guess I'm just....well...I don't know.
I cant remeber what love is anymore or can I,
I really like my boyfriend but I miss you just as much.
The other day we talked about us getting older and what we were going to do after highschool,
when I realized how old you are going to be I almost cried.
You brought something to my attention that day,
Life is to short it goes by slow when you want to get through the day,
but fast when you want it to last the longest.
I tell my boyfriend that I love him and he tells me he loves me too when we have to stop talking.
But finally see that I do love him but I miss you as a friend and thats my perfect part of life.