A Love Remembered

You would, no doubt remember me for we did share some significant moments of our lives together. We dated. We kissed and even passionately touched. We never made love. We never had sex. You always kept me at some distance and I always wanted you, desired you, and needed you.

I remember most the way you held my hand. It was sensual, intense the way you would stroke your fingers along mine, caressing my skin. I remember how you laughed and smiled. I remember watching you play your sport, animal-like, sweating with each sprint and swing. I remember how you were never able to tame your hair.

You would remember some things about me, I am sure, but I am also sure that the piece of my heart that you own is held by you without knowledge or even agreement. I still smile inside when I think of you. Thank you, Erin, for delighting me eternally.