I Remember

And I remember,
The soft crisps of dried leaves,
Scattered on the pavement.
The chills of winds that blew north.
The shaking hands…
& sincerity.

I remember..
The warmth and comfort.
The soft graze of sweet gestures.
Of brushing those wrinkles of your shirt.

I remember it all.

I remember why we fall.
Into place.
Like lace coaelacing the thread that weaves in between spaces.

I remember the courage.
That took us to that state.

I remember… Now.
I wish I didn’t.

Cause it also reminded me of how we fell.
Apart.

~S.H.~