Remember that night, when we were on Facetime together and I had the urge to bathe but didn’t want to leave? Remember how I grabbed my towel and walked to the bathroom with my iPod in hand?
Remember how I set down the iPod so I could undress then picked it up and smiled at your beautiful blue eyes?
Remember how you got in the bath too as we continued to talk about little things or sit in comfortable silence never once moving our cameras down from our smiles?
Remember how intimate a moment it was to know the other person was exposing themselves to you but didn’t dare show anything provocative?
I dare you to try and forget that the feelings in that moment weren’t real.
I hope one day you’re as happy as you’re pretending to be.