It was sometime in October when I realized it.

-You never could have guessed the mark left by such a tiny touch-
A brush of skin cells too light to feel.
But I felt it, somewhere in my lungs where our oxygen had mingled.

You left me starry-eyed even months after we met.

I'd like to say that my effect on you was similar, if not as monumental
because you haven't forgotten, and I'm still the only one who can make you smile like that.
You get me and I get to you, babe, and we're so much stronger than anyone could imagine. So don't you start letting go, and I promise that I'll try to take away the hurt.