then

Because I remember what it was
to wake with your arm over me
your breath in my hair
and know that we had fallen asleep
whispering secrets into each others' eyes

Because I remember what it meant
to climb the narrow stairs
fingers linked for balance
and not need to look at you to know
how your face looked or why

Because I remember how it felt
when you touched me,
a lick of electricity
and for once I didn't ask if you felt that
and we never talked about it with words

Because I remember these things
I don't need to see you again
or even know if they really happened.
But because I remember I wish.