It was the feel of his
skin,
the grasp of his
hand.
The rosey cheeks when I
blushed,
and the hidden smiles
when he did.
It was the late night
video chats,
and the non stop
texts.
The times where he waited
to see me each day,
the times when i'd
sit behind him in class.
It was the day when he
came over,
and the next day it
ended.
It was the
tears,
it was refusing to delete
his texts.
It was the
pictures,
It was the
cuddling,
But most of
all,
It was
him.
