Remember me

8 Oct

A simple tick of the box. Forever ingrained in the memory. A few bytes.

A few bytes that leave a mark, but heal with time. Blooming in reverse. Rust colored and wilted to soft scars of pink, until finally they disappear. As if you had never punctured my skin.

Fear and hesitation work much better to keep us apart, than distance and time.

It has been years or maybe hours when I see you again. At first we rotate around each other, planets unable to escape the gravity of each other’s orbit. Finally, we collide and in the ensuing explosion you kiss me.

You are still distance to me and I dig my nails into your back, try to uncover you, but you are already inside me.


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