Dear ------, Did you?

Dear ------, Did You?

Did you kiss her the way you kissed me and touch her the way you touched me? Did she sneak into you just to feel your breathe on her neck as your breath rose and fell the way it does when you fall asleep? Did you run your fingers over her skin the way you used to do to me, like you couldn't get enough of the way it felt on your own? Did you pierce her with your icy eyes while you made love? Was it love? Were we love? Did you need to touch her over and over, the way you needed me? Did you feel comfort? Did you feel perfection next to her? Did you feel perfection in me? Did our bodies fit together like pieces of a puzzle that can only go with one another? In another time, are we still there? Are we still falling gently together, or is gravity pushing us apart again?

**Wrote this a bit ago. I'm kind of happy with it, so I'm posting(:

--Angie