I remembered all the those times you'd [call] just to say goodnight and all i wanted to do was hear you talk into my ear forever. I loved your voice. I recalled the times you would call just to tell me you thought i was beautiful.

Damn, i almost forgot about those times. They feel so far off but i know they happened, because i could never make them up. I catch little fragments of the old you, and no...it's not the 17 kid Daniel. I catch the funny son of a bitch sarcasting silly hopeful and sad person i completely fell in love with, troubles and all.

I don't know when i took love out of the equation, maybe because if i kept it in, then my heart would feel it and if you weren't showing it, i didn't want to be vulnerable.

I remember that christmas you called because all you wanted to hear was the sound of my voice, or that day when i was going out of town and you told me you were thinking of me...and even that night when you called crying and said you didn't feel like living and i cried with you.
The first time i called you on the phone and you asked me to say your name 15 times almost to the point of screaming...
You and me and Chicago.
The first time you said "I love You"

Holy Shit.

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