I imagine as if it never happened the way it did.
I imagine the feel of his silky skin.
The sound of his sad cry.
His curious eyes, searching.
I imagine the future.
I imagine that first smile.
That first giggle.
Those first wobbly steps.
That first word...
I imagine further on.
That first day of school.
That first sleepover.
That first crush...
I imagine more and more.
Those small muddy shoes.
That cheeky grin.
Those action figures.
The hate for vegetables...
I imagine, all it will ever be is my imagination.
