And still the subtle beating of a small heart.
The memories of evenings on your sofa,
choosing movies amongst popcorn and drinks.
The first night I shared with you.
The newness.
The light.
The us that was you and I,
the way we worked so well.

Nothing is ever gone forever.
Even if only in the memory of my mind.
Even if that's where the fondness of love
might have to remain. That's where I'll be.