Could it have really been that way? I still want to believe that it could. Colour bursting behind your eyes when you finally dared to close them. The smell of his skin filling the room. When you came there was a clean break in your thoughts, a pure white zone of light, as if you had been beheaded. You had been looking for this feeling your whole life. You knew already that it would leave you. I wonder if you are looking for it still.
