I close my eyes ever so tightly.
I try to picture your face and your presence.
Try to remember your smell and how safe I was to be around you.
But when I close my eyes, my now watering eyes, the only thing I care to remember… The only thing I desperately try to hear… The one memory I would rather die than to lose…
I close my eyes, so tight, and I hear your laugh. And you’re back. And I’m whole.