I feel your presence seeping into me.

Goosebumps arise slowly,
covering every inch of my body.
Anticipation builds within me.

I need to feel you
to be with you
to touch you.
To know you're still here.

As you fall into me,
your skin and mine merging again,
remembering how it feels to be together again,
to be us again.

All I ever needed was you.

Through my open window,
a breeze,
goosebumps,
a chilly realization.

You're not here.
You never were.
You never will be.