I imagine us holding hands.
I know how it feels when you kiss me.
The tingles run down my spine as if you were there.
I can sense the silliness bubble up between us when we're in bed.
The nook on your shoulder is quite familiar with the shape of my head.
My lips know what it's like to have secrets pass through them knowing that they're safe.
I think of you and I smile.
I smile at the inevitability of it all.
That these thoughts in my head will soon come to pass.
