lunes, 4 de enero de 2010

The day that never comes

Because I know it came, and that day is so far away now... it's been a year, I remember it like yesterday, and it feels like it was eons ago, when everything and everyone were different. Because they were, and in the lapse of this year it hasn't been a single day without evoking one or more memories of that time we were together.

This days have been weird, everything in my surroundings wouldn't do anything else but to remember you: the moon, the travel, even we got by the graveyard. I felt a sudden chill on my back, just like that night. You grabbed my arm and warmly tucked it in beneath yours. Never felt better in my whole life, I felt like my life was secure within yours, and my soul could rest for a bit, leaning on your shoulder.

That memory shall rest forever within me, and no one else will know what I felt that night, or any of the other days we spent together. Thank you, and I'm sorry for any inconvenience I derived from those days. I'm deeply sorry.