It was you.

Every movement, every gesture

Your hair, even your  mustache.

You've remained the same.

It’s funny – the things you’re doing

It’s late, but you’re making ponche.

You smile like a soul unburdened.

I look at you

And see love shining through you.

That love keeps me warm.

What would I do without you

My anchor, my love.

I enjoyed our time today

I wish you could stay a while longer.

It was nice seeing your face

To see your smile again.

Even though I cried once I awakened

It was nice, if only for a moment –

To be in a world where you still existed.