Comments about Monica Reyes
Where did it all begin?
Can't remember when we met?
Maybe we always knew one another
But what I do remember are the color of your eyes the first time you said my name
Wrote your number on the palm of my hand, swore to call you tomorrow
Called you an hour later just to hear your voice say my name
Talked for hours forgot time existed
Secrets, hopes, desires, and everything in between
Nothing stood between us
These are the things that I held onto when we said goodbye
Next time we meet I won’t forget how the moon lights your face or the way your laughter ...