It doesn’t matter how many days, months and years pass. There are promises, moments, smells and songs that stay alive. Your hair is still tousled from my fingers never running through them. My  hands still warm from being never cupped in yours. The bed still unmade from after we never woke up together. You are still full after having the cheese and mushroom ommlette that I  never made for you. Our hearts satiated after the weekend we never spent together.

The songs that we never heard together are the music of my heart. The dance that we never danced was the most beautiful. The promises you never made, the moments we never shared, the songs we never heard, the smells we never drowned in. They all keep us alive.