am i forgotten?

i wonder before i sleep, do you think about me just as much as i think about you?
i always have this small doubt, '' he'll forget me''
but it might be good if he does forget me. because. i know i won't forget anything. It'll always be in my memories.
until the next time we are able to talk.
which, sadly won't be soon.
the truth is i do miss you.
the truth is it does hurt me.
the truth is i cry because the memory of you haunts me.
; as i walk to school my shadow suddenly becomes two, and one holds my hands as i walk slowly down the path.the shadow would move and place his head on my shoulder. as i turn around i realise, it was just a memory, my hand was empty as i tried to hold you.
my memories are too real for my own good. as i sleep, the memories are re-acted in my mind. it's like, what first happened, is happening all over again.
but i like this feeling.because i always think. what if youre doing the same? what if this is happening to you to? and then i don't feel so bad, because it's hard on him to. and instead i smile,because i promised you.i don't like to break promises.
so it doesnt matter, all the small, silly, funny , sad, happy , weird, awkward things that you said or have done. these will remain with me, they are a part of me.

so i only hope that you don't feel empty. but please. please don't forget me. i want to see you only one last time. i only wish i could. to hold you one last time.