She had this obsession with the sea,
I didn't understand.
She spent all summer there,
laying in the sand.
I never liked the beach.
Or at least I never liked the effect it had on her;
how she counted every calorie so she could wear a bikini,
how her heart-shaped sunglasses covered her eyes, her stunning eyes.

I never fully understood her.

Perhaps I should've spent less time
trying to figure her out
and more time by her side.
She wasn't one of my experiments,
she used to clarify that all the time.
And maybe she was right.

**Now that she's gone there's nothing left to try to understand.

The first time we met, your eyes glinted in the afternoon sunlight.
I pondered,
I adored,
I loved your shy personality.

Then when I got to know you more,
I was hooked.
Your lovingness, your care, your optimism,
had me thrown into pirouettes.

We laughed, we hugged.
We talked, we cried.
We shared our secrets and our lives together.
We were complete.

Until that one moment, when you pulled my heart strings too far,
and left me to throb in pain.
My heart aches as it harrowingly beats.
And tears roll down my flushed cheeks in rivulets.

It felt like days-
The time from when
Our eyes connected,
To the time
Our lips did.
Seemingly hours-
lost in your chocolate brown
Whirlpools of curiosity.
Exhaustion creeping up my neck
From resisting
The aching pull of your gravity
Truthfully minutes-
We spent staring
Could we do it?
Only time would tell
You ask, I answer
The moment is so close.
But the longest time was the
Seconds-
Between the closure of my eyes
And the feeling of your gentle lips
An agonizing wait
For an indescribable feeling.
Those seconds themselves
Seemed to be minutes
Or hours
Or days
Awaiting a moment
I had anticipated
For a lifetime