"we"
were born on a night like this,
cold, freezing, icy,
on a night like this,
last year.
i always remember the strangest things.
like,
remember how your phone rang?
you upgraded that phone,
it rings differently now.
and
i remember the coffee grounds
in your cup
and how we hid
quietly in the dark room
as my name was being called...
i remember so much,
how "we" came to be...
how you smiled
as you led me away from the stage...
and how i felt as you carried me,
and how it felt to meet your lips,
for the very first time....
i remember how happy i felt,
so happy i could cry.
i remember how i measured my foot against yours
afterwards, when we had joined everyone again.
i remember the hint of *****
as i said goodbye,
how it felt almost like a toast to us.
i remember how good it felt to start the year like that.