quiet moments

the way your leg brushes up against mine still feels like electricity. your hand resting on my back as you stand up and walk away. bringing me a piece of cake. the small quiet gestures are still the ones that make me smile. the way a perfect stranger can fall completely in love with you after only ten minutes. you're charming even when you're just being polite. even after fifteen years you still have a way of killing me. a funny thing, these memories, these hearts, this love.