Too much of anything spoils everything.
We were there, we had everything and one evening I saw for the last time sun kissing you goodbye, I looked into your eyes, I felt home.
What drifted us apart weren’t people, the reason was us, you, me. There was too much love that it overwhelmed us and gradually we fell out of it and eventually apart. We couldn’t survive so we blamed it on others so that guilt doesn’t hug us.
I didn’t forget you but I don’t remember you either. For times to come and some more if someone asks me what is love, the answer will still be you.