I thought that you must have forgotten me. But just yesterday you stopped me on the street, and shook my hand, and remembered my name, and exchanged pleasantries.
And I have long since moved on from your eyes, and writing melancholic poetry. But your warm skin sparked within me an ache to return to that place.
That place where sighs were stories and words inked every surface.
Thank You for Reminding Me,
A Once Upon a Time Admirer