Tiny spirals drawn on my leg, looking so shiny and new. One lick of water and it will all disappear.

Your words are haunting me. When I close my eyes and the fireworks begin behind my eyelids, I see memories of us, only becoming more and more faint as the time passes on. One day I will read letters written to seek the better times we've shared. Maybe I'll catch a few glipses of our beauty together, maybe even feel it too. There was one night where *you* stood below my bedroom window so late at night. We were so quiet while we spoke the few words we did, and I was sorry that I couldn't come out to at least embrace *you*. I heard the words I love you come through those lips I always treasured so. And then *you* were gone as quickly as *you* had come. So many times did I await to hear from *you* arriving at Davis or Howard. I'd get to the station and see *you* patiently waiting outside reading and listening to music. *You'd* slip into my car, and we'd be gone together in a world where only we existed. I smile as I write this because I was happy then. I knew *you* had some love to give me.