I can still hear your heartbeat.
I can still hear the melodic rhythm of it in my ear as I pressed myself against you in a hug,
Waiting for the walk light to turn white.
The comforting smell of your cologne had always been right up there with your smile;
And I could feel my own heartbeat pick up pace as we stood there in complete silence-
Talking without saying a single word.
I remember the way your hand felt in mine.
The way it fit perfectly when you put your other on the small of my back to guide me through the labyrinth of streets downtown;
Our laughter and voices the only thing in the night air.
I remember the way the lights gleamed off of the river like pretty colored crystals;
Painting a perfect reflection and lighting up your face as the chill of the wind made me shiver and you pulled me closer as we walked.
A blowing leaf had scared me and you’d gotten a nice laugh out of it,
The sound never muffled by the wind or the swishing of the river water.
I remember how it felt to be there.
To be there in that moment with you;
Feeling like I was soaring, flying sky high and nobody could get me to come down.
Feeling safe and loved-
Feeling wanted and nurtured like the night you gave me your gloves when it was 30 degrees out and carried my bag for me to take a load off of my shoulders.
I remember the warmth of your hands, the taste of your lips, the beating of your heart and the sound of your laughter.
I remember it.
And I miss it.
I can still feel it.
I wish I never would have left that-
And I wish I never would have left you.
