Walking down that path

I biked home today taking the usual path. The path where I use to see you every day, sitting on the electrical box reading. It always brings back memories when I pass by that exact spot. Always makes me wonder how you are right now. It would probably be a shocker to you, if you ever found out how much I thought about you... when to you, I'm probably just a little photographer. But that's okay. Just having you acknowledge my existence is enough for me. Because you never really forget about the people you meet in life.