I Remember...

I remember when I first saw your face. I liked how your separately beautiful eyes, nose, and lips together formed a separately beautiful face.

I remember when we first touched. I liked how the little vibrations felt like when blood pumped into my veins fast.

I remember when I saw you dance with her. I disliked how disintegrating inside felt like, but I liked how your eyes sparkled the way they never would with me.

I remember all these right now. I'm liking how my wrist is throbbing, its gap being exposed to air, making much of my blood flow.