At times I think of his hands on my back. His embrace, his touch alleviated my pain, calmed my blood. He warmed my heart through his to the core of mine. I melted into him, and he melted into me.
I never had as many senses as I had with him. His sweet scent, each sight through closed eyes, his sounds. A body embodied into mine, we were carved of the same piece. Two hearts were beating then, timing collided the two.
My love for him was contained in then. That now has now passed. My love for him was my sixth sense. My love for him was an extension of me.