The memories
of us
wisp
through my
mind
like a gentle
summer’s
breeze,
remembering
is like
going outside
for the
first time
in
years,
emotional.
I yearn
to 
see them 
again,
even to just
sit
in the
same room
as them
would be a
blessing,
but right now,
having
that many
people
in
one room is 
dangerous,
so I
will wait
and
relive
these memories
until
we can
make
more.