Rolling in the Deep.

Do you remember being in love.
Everything you ever wanted in the palm of your hand.
The thing you searched high and low for.
Despite the multiple heart breaks and heart-aches.
With one night stands and little flings nothing but history.
Do you remember the time where there was something to look forward to.
The one hour trips just to see their face,
Surprise visits just to make their day better.
Middle of the night phone calls just to hear their voice,
even though you had work in the morning.
The Smile. The laughs. The moments.
Multiple meals, Breakfast, lunch and Dinner.
Can’t forget the special trips to restaurants just for Dessert.
You brought around your place, your friends, your family.
The parents loved them just as much as you did.
Remember the movies, the drives, the spots.
The mini-vacations that were a couple hours away that lasted a weekend.
And then there was a promotion to
The vacations with relatives that lasted weeks.
Can’t forget Thanksgivings where the debate was your family or theirs.
Same thing with Christmas..
What to get them for Christmas was always the hard one.
The experience, the emotion, the bond.
Everything you led had a follower.
Everything they led, you followed.
Experiencing new things because it interested them, unexpected.
Support, acknowledgement, incorruptible.
The fact of missing somebody other than your family and best friend.
The feeling of being loved.
Your life, completed by one simple word.
Everything, for that time and place, fit.
The better half of you.
Do you remember being in love?

Because I don’t.