I remember dancing salsa in the kitchen. I remember hugging you because I couldn't believe you were mine. I remember groaning at the 3am phone calls but loving that you cared. I remember sitting in your arms, knowing I was home. I remember you lying in the sun and me hiding in the shade. I remember cocktails and shooters. Laughing and crying, sometimes at the same time. Dancing and falling, in so many ways. I remember driving in the car, sorting out our life. I remember the looks you used to give me, how they spoke a thousand words. I remember the games we used to play, the games you used to play. I'm starting to remember all the little things we did that made you and me, us. I remember the way you'd kiss my head and stroke my hair. I remember the way I'd hold you close an inhale the smell of your favourite aftershave. Lying in your arms with my head on your shoulder, my hair getting in the way and caught on your earing. I remember you loved my hair and hated it when I cut it. I remember drinking JD & coke more nights than I can count. Eating victors pizza and chips at 3am. I remember you holding me when I couldn't sleep. I remember holding you when you grieved. I remember your cheesy grin, the one that let you get away with more than you should have. I remember letting each other go knowing we'd be together again soon. I remember missing class, to put off saying goodbye. I remember saying I love you the first time, as well as I remember the last and I remember all the different ways you said "I love you" in between. I remember that I said I'd never let you go, I remember that you said the same to me. I remember.