I almost forgot your smile. The way that one little crinkle in the corner of your eye gives away that your whole face is about to burst into sunshine.
I almost forgot the way your heartbeat softly tickles my ear, comforting and steady.
I almost forgot how your left eyebrow arches, dark and satyric, when you’re being a smartass, or a goofball, or naughty.
I almost forgot the sound of your laugh, rumbling in your chest and erupting into the world with joyousness.
I almost forgot the sleepy warmness of your hug in the pre-dawn soft light.
I almost forgot the simultaneous strength and softness of your hands. The silly tickles and the silent grace they provide.
I almost forgot the shelter of your arms, protecting, possessing.
I almost fogot your kiss. Warm to hot, fierce and soft, soul to soul.
I almost forgot. I almost gave up hope.