I miss your skin,
thermal t-shirts
two buttons at the top
I miss your fingers in your hair
pushing it behind then back again
without even thinking
I miss your logic of this mess we wrapped ourselves in
telling me it was perfect
because we had waited so long
just to look at each other the way we do
it didn't matter how fast it went
it didn't matter what complications got in the way
you were in this if I was in this
and I'm in this
deeper than I think either of us ever intended
that's why I miss your healing hands
and heartstring cords that sang me songs
of trust in every smile
I miss your skin,
because it was the most tangible way
I could feel you
and now that time has past
and my memories of you have faded
into delicate blurs of almost was
I can't feel you anymore
I can't feel anything