I remember that day. I will, I suspect, for a very long time.
I remember, your laughter.
Our mutual antagonism, a game we liked to play.
I remember, your smile.
Our abandonment, helped by the ingestion of alcohol.
I remember, your touch.
Our hands playing, our eyes meeting lost in the night without time.
I remember, my happiness.
How I felt that night and the day after, the feeling that we had shared a special moment in our lives, that we had felt that it could have lasted for ever.
Or maybe that was just me. It probably was. It doesn't matter anymore, perhaps it never has, it did to me for a long time.
All it matters is that I remember. That night. Those hours spent together.
Happiness. In a day about to be lost in the inexorable passage of time...
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