I remember the city lights shining. I remember the warmth of your hands. I remember the feeling of the numbness we shared. The longer routes you took just for the sake of this feeling. I remember the coffee sip you'd take from my cup. I remember how you would hold my hand before crossing the road. I remember how we would roam free and wild. I remember how we would sit and talk of nothing, like the world was right there in front of our eyes. I remember how the river would shine just for us. I remember the roads we would walk down. I remember how you adored me. I remember those nights you would fall asleep over the phone. I remember waking up in the midst of cold December nights to the sound of you snoring. I remember how nothing is the same now, how this pain is not ending. If everything was good, I'd not be writing this now.
Between what is happening and what will happen. Situations are unnatural. Some moments will always be there. It doesn't matter you want them or not, they'll just be there. For some sanity... I cannot complete this.
Beautifully penned