xandra
I remember when we were all happy. I remember when we were all pleased. I remember when the world was in better shape. I remember when things became terrible. I remember when I never noticed how terrible it was. I remember when I didn't need to use phrases like I remember when.
As I slid my hands across the map of his face, i felt the mountain of his beard, his slick mustache, his rough sideburns, his soft kiss on my fingertips.