i looked at the door and imagined you opening it and surprising me.
i still memorize your laugh, your smile, the way your eyes curl when you laugh at me. i still know how you smell, how warm you are—there’s a specific warmth to you that i can’t find with anyone else.
how your body feels pressed against mine, how we always have a part of our body touching.
i miss it. if you asked me right now to come back, i would in a heart beat. i hate how i still love you.