August 1st

I feel completely drained. Lack of sleep and an emotional day I
think. It is 11.59pm on August 1st 2000.There is barely one minute left
of this monumental day. I wanted to write this down because I need to
somehow record it. Memories are never enough.

I cannot recall ever looking forward so much to any day as I did for
today. I never even looked forward to Christmas Day when I was a kid as
much as I have looked forward to this day. Now it is all over. It feels
strange. Like something is missing. But you're back, that's the main
thing.

I can still taste you slightly, on my lips. Or is it just my
imagination? I don't know. My top still smells faintly of
coconut.

I was scared that we might run out of things to say. But we hardly
talked. We didn't need to. Actions speak louder than words. Everything
became clear.

I met you, it made me happy. I held you tight, my soul lit up. I kissed
you softly, the rest of the world disappeared. Completely. Just you and
me were left. No-one has ever made me feel the way you do.

I don't know what the future holds. All I know is that I want you. And
I will always want you. Forever.

You made me cry. I am crying again as I write this. Ironic tears, for
when I was with you, I was the happiest man alive.