I sit in solitude. Thinking about the events that have played out over the past month of us. You push me away only to reel me back in, knowing that I can’t resist you. How dare you? But it feels as though there is no limit to what I can take from you. I surprise myself every time you hurt me because I feel like I just bounce back, I can’t let go of what we were, what we are? Who we could be? The ghost of your memory will forever haunt my dream world, as you have tainted it with your graceful memory. I can’t ignore the part of me that is you. I see you when I look in the mirror, I see you when I look at the world. I guess I’ll never know what I am to you. You tell me one thing, but maybe we’re just so different. Perhaps our lenses are different magnitudes. But I can’t help knowing what my heart knows, what your eyes say when your words cannot. I make sense of how you feel by remembering the special glances we shared. The eyes never lie. I’ve danced with your soul, and now and forever, I am stuck in the moment you spun me. I can’t stop. I can’t let you go. Everyday I look forward to new ways of loving you, I want to keep spinning with you forever. So in this I beg of you, remember our dance. Remember our love. Spin me again.