Thursday 10:44 PM

i reminisce about the day when we
first talked and it seems like a dream

somebody pinch me is this real

i catch myself looking to see if you are there

i feast my eyes on our conversation

reveling in the good feelings i felt

caressing each word savoring as

one savors a good meal and

i daydream

i catch myself checking my iPhone

for a hint of you like

one returns to the orchard to smell the blossoms perfume or

to pick the perfect piece of fruit

i was less of a man until that day

i was going through the motions

in my colorless world but

now i know what color the sky and the stars and the moon are

because they seem closer

because of you