Never forget

Rating: 8/10 (3 April 2020)

Noisy insects chirping at one or two in the afternoon. My room. His room. Balconies that shut out the world. The breeze followed the steam from the garden up the stairs to my room.I fell in love with fishing that summer because he loved me. Fall in love with jogging because he loves.That summer I listened to the birds singing, smelled the herbs, felt the fog rising from under my feet on a sunny day, and my alert senses always rushed to him involuntarily.