TWO GHOSTS

Sometimes, thinking about you feels like falling into an ocean of memories, where each wave pulls me deeper and deeper, I try to fight it, to swim back to the surface where the air is clearer, and the world is tangible, but my mind keeps drifting back to you.

I remember the way you laughed, a sound that seemed to echo in my chest long after you had gone. I remember the way your eyes would light up, catching the sun in a way that made everything around you seem dull by comparison. I think about the words we never said, the moments that slipped through our fingers like sand, and I wonder if they still exist somewhere, suspended in time, waiting for us to find them again.

. Because in those moments of thought, I'm with you again, if only in my mind. And for now, that's enough.

I want all of you, every part. Not just the warmth of your skin but the warmth of your soul. Not just the fire of your kisses, but the comfort of your words. I don't doubt what I feel. I don't question what this is. In every thought, every dream, every whispered wish, I know it's love.