I Remember

pink and white stripped Old Navy pajama pants, a gray hooded sweatshirt, my hair in a messy ponytail, yours short and soft when i ran my fingers through it, standing in your living room, mine, holding you if only for a fleeting second in a parking lot, in the dark room, in the computer lab, in the gallery, your tears, my tears

a yellow country club shirt, a lost bike, a found bike, fruit punch in solo cups, watching you from across the yard, laying in the church parking lot waiting for the stars to fall, listening to your heartbeat, your breath, your life, feeling like your hand was part of mine, your tears, my tears

gray pants covered in paint, polka dot sheets, brick sidewalks, the fountain, the lightness at 4am, walking in the grass, a bouquet of flowers, red christmas ribbon, bells, magnolia trees, blossoms, the words "is this our life," a moment of passion, of intensity, of complete and total love, your tears, my tears

a green jacket, a raspberry snapple, a bagel torn into tiny pieces, your tears, my tears, a post-it note on my windshield, rocks against my window, a shared iPod dance, bob dylan, a pizza party, the zoo, the bird atrium, the stolen kisses, stopping to admire, adoring, the red watch, the sunglasses, the piggy-back rides, the airport, the car, Garden State, the phone calls from a linen closet, dreaming, waking, feeling like it would never end, wishing it never would, a foggy morning goodbye, your tears, my tears, your broken heart and eventually...mine.