Found

Some days i thought i've gotten over you. Like how i don't even think about you at night anymore, and how i start crushing on other cute guys..

And then someday i look at somebody's brown eyes and i instantly remember yours.
And then someday i saw a small dimples on people's face and i think of you.
And when i pass by particular place and i remember you—it's like you've been landmark to particular place in my mind, when the memories instantly playing back like an old broken tape in black and white..

And i guess i didn't really forget you though.
I have you saved in particular place, somewhere, like an old key waiting to be found on a dusty pocket... you waiting to be found by me one by one.