Little Fish

My mind may forget you, I may not be able to recognize you, I might forget sleeping in a space right next to the you but my body remembers you. The warmth of your skin that burns my fingertips, how easily our bodies mold with one another, how it seems like we’re each other’s one missing puzzle piece. I may not know who you are anymore, but I remember your scent, my favourite scent. One that never left my body no matter how many times I washed it off. I’d still remember the sweetness of your lips and the softness of your breath everytime you said that you love me. I hope it will still be you all-over again even if I have to experience fear, grief, and loneliness again.