The memories, they flood, my mind.
I remember you. I remember me.
Walking. Talking. Smiling. Laughing.
I close my eyes. There you are.
My breath. Stolen away by you.
My spine. Tingles at the thought of you.
My muscles. Chill at your touch.
My heart. Beats for you.
Cold, Clammy. Bumps. On my skin.
I can’t explain.
I can’t describe.
My heart. It hurt.
Not because of pain. Because of joy.
It’s a secret. We share.