Posted on | June 29, 2012 | 2 Comments
I remember a time when words came easily to me. When my walls and borders weren’t as well defended and I knew what it was like to laugh and trust without fear.
I remember not hurting.
I remember being happy with you, because that’s what it was, wasn’t it? Me wrapped around you, breathing in your breath, pressing against you tight enough that it hurt just a little. Your smiles changed my moods, your kisses left me breathless and shaking with need, and there were long moments when everything was *perfect*.
I remember when I believed the pretty and meaningless lies all lovers tell each other. We thought that the fates would be kind, that everything would work out perfectly. I remember you telling me ‘It’s going to be ok.’ and gods help me, I believed you.
I remember when I was yours.