Surprising movents, stealth kisses dance arcoss my flesh. And yet I felt ten feet tall at your side, looking up at you. Your eyes, Oh I can not even speak of those eyes. It only makes me miss you more. And days still pass.
Daily life continues.
Let them think what ever they wish. I see no reason to explain everything detail to the masses. But their guess at why is wrong. And because of that I feel the need to explain, but few choose to hear. They make the story up as they go along, not listening to reason.