I remember hot asphalt, burning feet, running to the pool.

I remember the first feeling of leather in my cold hands, connecting me to the horse.

I remember countless late nights, talking until daybreak, in the summer heat.

I remember the last time I saw you, the cold wind, the sting of tears.

I remember the first time we danced, in the gym, to a slow song I didn't really like.

I remember seeing you fall asleep, and waking up to your voice in the morning, two of the happiest days in 2011.

*Written for English class.