domingo, 17 de junho de 2012

Mémoire

I remember you.
I remember the warmth of your skin and I remember those gazing eyes.
I remember telling myself that I could become completely lost but I'd still find my way back if I looked for them.
They'd guide me.
I remember how my laughter sounded when you're the one causing it.
I remember us being enough.
I remember silly plans. Serious ones.
New York.
I remember letting you in all my dark rooms.
Letting you find my weaknesses and my fears.
I remember you becoming part of me.
I remember not being able to go through without the sound of your voice.
I remember my heavy heart feeling lighter when you'd hold it.
Always so careful.
I remember your touch. The burn it caused in my skin.
The shiver in my spine.
How I knew you're the one.
I remember whispered conversations. Silent ones.
I remember your breathing.
Sometimes the snoring.
I never minded it.
I remember sweaty bodies, painting, and gasping.
Scratch marks.
I remember finding myself when I found you.
How everything felt right even when it wasn't.
I remember losing myself when I lost you.
I remember my heart shrieking.
I remember time flying.
Still hope it does.
Specially now.
I remember you.
And I
I miss you.

0 comentários:

Postar um comentário