Todays was a day of memory. With a moving body her thoughts echos around in silence. Its not possible for her to feel what was felt yesterday. To feel today what one felt yesterday isnt too feel- its to remember. And what does she remembers? It seems like forever and a lifetime ago.
Rambling rain, breathing so shallow she could walk on top and keep walking. It weaving between her toes, ticking. The intensity of sensations have always been more intense than her awareness of them. So she is surprise, each time she sees her face.
What does she remember?
Eyes that point down at the end, for eternity looking so beautifully sad. Times a blur. Kissing over and over. Chuckling. She calls her adorable when its the other way around. A conscience forgetting to balance. Todays was a day of memory. With a moving body her thoughts echos around in silence.