How do you know it matters, when the feeling still lingers, moments captured in memories, flashing right before one's eyes. Cloud-watching on top of the roof, writing poems with some laughs, careful no one's around, to remark that it's a descent into madness. Sweet conversation under the stars, in a school park that has no bounds, for teens giggling in the beautiful sight. That anticipation upon seeing an unopened letter, if the surface is hard, then there's a card, with some handwritten notes, from a friend miles away. The excitement of dropping off and picking up gifts, like a sneaky secret Santa, in his dorm room, with the middleman shushed. Nervous recording of love verses, that would take forever to polish, and the blood rush after hitting send. Holding hands for the first time in church, no wonder they got everything else planned, down to a wedding with no guests around. When the universe appointed her as his emergency contact, her head was swirling a lot, but she connected with his mom, and all is well all of a sudden. Long walks on a familiar paved ground, time passes by hardly getting noticed, when chuckles fill the air, one funny story after another, until the gang reaches the shore. When he pulled her into the deep seawater, losing all control, her hands tightly anchored around his shoulders, so as not to get swept by the waves. Same old feeling when he grabbed her hand, this time on solid ground, she kept her guards, safely pulled away. Innocent email exchanges after dark, bring back the 'you've got mail' spark, in friends choosing to stay in touch. Trust exercises he exploited, a chance to get closer, to hold her hand, stare in each other's eyes, straight into his arms. Catch her in a free fall, up to her next assignment, an unstopabble gent, who knows not to wait, for every opportunity seized. From the elevator ride to the dreaded vault conversation, sending chills to her spine, as she enters an unfamiliar world, not yet ready to leave it all behind. My