i remember

i remember the first time i met you, betos, 3 in the morning,
i thought you were a punk
i remember the day we really met in my front yard
i remember the other guy i left because of you
i remember the few days we didn't spend together in those 4 months
i remember you only ever driving with your left hand 
because your right hand was always interlocked with mine
i rememeber the late night talks
i remember the taste of your kiss on my lips
i remember you crying on the phone
i remember the day he died, march 4
i remember that he loved coke more than you loved bikes
i remember your car and the backseat
i remember your love for music and your ghetto christmas playlist
i remember the strawberry days rodeo
i remember the day we went to the grocery store and neither of us said anything
i remember you
but i don't know you anymore