How Does It Feel

When you came up for air and found you still couldn't breathe?
When you know it could be so very...
When you've waited too long?
When you think of soft sounds?
When you wish you could have recorded every moment?
When you know the experience is ...., just the way you think you remember it?
When I sounded like... stared satiated, doe-eyed, and it made you feel like...?
When you can't relieve that ache?
When you wanted it to last but the world was not built for two?
When it haunts you and you hate that it does.
When you want nothing more than more?
When you realized that more sometimes is, more often than not, never, ever enough?
When there's nothing else like it.
When you'll never be there again.

Hmmm... maybe one of these days you will be brave enough to tell me.
If you do, the doors will reopen but...
I won't hold my breath, however, I will chuckle a bit as I keep it moving...