Bittersweet memories...

It's notthat I don't want to let him go.
It justthat I can't let him go, away ,
out from mymind.

He'simmature,
I know.
He'sselfish,
I think.
He'spoetic,
I'm sure.
He'scaring,
I see.
He'sromantic,
I don'tknow.

Even if itwas for a very short time,
The memorycannot be easily erased.

He hadtouched the deepest part of my heart.
I love him?
I don'tthink so.
Touched?
Yes, he wasthe first person to say those magic words to me.
Though, I'mnot sure he meant it.

I know. Iknow.
I shouldjust forget about him.
But, Idon't want to.
I want tokeep him as a part of my life's bittersweet memories.

Could I?
Thinking ofthat make me feel content enough.
For now...