You know I’d sooner forget but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you don’t seem to care

Today I was listening to this song by Dire Straits and it hit me and I got sad and lonely. I remember those nights, I really do. They live with me. I remember the time I was inconsiderate to your friends and then to a stranger. The next day in the morning we talked and I told you about my aspergers and you told me that you like me just the way I am. I really miss that moment. I nearly cried when I remembered that. I want to hear it again, it was so beautiful…

I saw this girl on the train who had wider hips and I thought about you jokingly telling me that this is the curvy type and that’s how your body type is. I loved how natural it was for you yet how alien it was for me to see you in this light of having a specific body-type. You told it to me in such a light-hearted, positive way. I miss your gentle explanations. I miss how you never judged me.