When senses love 1.Hearing

I love you with all I have. I dedicate you this.

It is night, I lay on my bed,
the phone in my hand, my ears
excited to hear your voice.
I'm so happy it brings tears.

So, from the end of the line,
your voice keeps on speaking
about the day's simply and unimportant
things. But it is thrilling.

Some nonsense, some words of anger,
then again we fall in love,
we treat ourselves nicely, talking
about how we're each other 's world.

The next day, I met you in the park.
We sat on a seat, near the fence
and kept on talking about what we've been
through during the day. It starts. The race.

We keep on running in the field,
this familiar place, the sounds of our feet
in the ground I can hear.
This is the place our feelings knit.

I still hear the rain, that day,
when you waited for me outside
I still hear your voice on the phone
helping me put my sad feelings aside.

I still hear the I love you,
which you said that Tuesday
making my existence meaningful
and lightening up my dark day.

I still hear everything we said
during the golden hours we talked about our love.
An "I love you!"
a "Why?", an "I'm sad and tired", a "forever yours"

Author's Note

Memories... memories... what an excellent ability is to remember!