Measuring It All

Places are marked by feelings.

It's been nice to remember the feelings.

The feelings had as we were squished together in that tiny stairwell.

Awkwardly trying to remain talking to each other without tripping over our feet or bumping into the other.

When you first meet someone you're so mindful of touching.

You're so careful not to touch them.

And then you become careful to touch them.

Touch them at the right times, in the right ways, in the right amount of quantities.

Not too much, not too little.

Measuring it all.

Right now he's out there living, breathing, thinking, speaking.

And soon we could be doing it all together.

Soon we could be measuring it all.

All over again.