It pains that you don't remember me when every day, every waking hour, you inhabit my thoughts. The web of images we shared that April night left me wanting more and more that the weeks that followed were happily and painfully endured believing that this June, we'll have plenty of time to spend together.
I remember everything. The light that danced through the curtains and the shadows that made jagged formations on your skin. I remember your scent and the way your eyes bore through me. I remember the candid moments like rolling films, reruns and reruns at the back of my mind.
Yet like films, the tangibility of everything is haunting me. Maybe these have all been mirages, dreams that fate used to play tricks on lonely children. Either way I don't wanna wake up from you.
Happy First Month Babe. I love you so much :)