remember – Gabriel Berm

Tonight I saw a photo of you. You were smiling, the same smile I remember witnessing live and just inches away from my face, close enough to see the tiniest detail. I saw you lips as well and barely remembered how they felt against mine and how soft your face was to the touch. Then I couldn’t help but notice your bright eyes and remembering when we looked at each other and somehow knew everything was going to be fine. I caress my cheek trying to recall how your small hands felt. I try to remember your voice telling me that you loved me and the smell of your perfume. Some things are impossible to understand but I believe the reason behind that is that the beauty in those things is precisely not understanding them, what I feel for you even after all this time is perhaps one of those beautiful mysteries.