The Day
One day, everything changed.
Even the touch of your skin upon my skin
As you grab the ice cream cone from me
Brings up the love I have for you.
When we look in the same direction,
I look with you.
When we look in each others eyes
From across people, dogs and a table,
I feel you looking for my soul.
Our “So how are you doing“‘s
Are not simple,
But they are maybe more complex and winding
Then any other question asked.
Even the touch of your skin upon my skin
Can remind me of everything I tried to forget,
And everything that I try to recall.
