A sweet memory

I remember the time you sat by my piano. The hair on your shoulders, I moved them, to memorize how you looked. I saw how your eyes glowed, the colour of your fingers, the tiny marks on your face, your neck. Then you picked the guitar to strum, I was drawn to your eyes and your lips! I shook hands with you, your hands were not as strong as mine. I remember how soft your hands felt in mine. 

I remember when you broke a clip, I said, “let me fix the clip” a couple of times and then it became, “let me kiss the lip”, you blushed. 

I remember how we hugged our last goodbye, but goodbyes are not easy. I will not miss you, I will have this sweet memory with me forever!!