Return

It’s all coming back to me
It really happened, didn’t it?

You must have cared for me
We cared for each other

How we talked about anything
About the beauty and the pain

How you would look at me
Where I couldn’t hide
I didn’t know that I should

How I could make you laugh!
And how your laugh
Would give me life

It really happened
You were real

The face, the form
The movement
Sometimes your voice
Your embrace, if

I’m fortunate

We were real