Well, what I miss the most about him is the way he used to lie down next to me at night, sometimes his arm would stretch along my chest and I couldn’t move, I even held my breath. But I felt safe, complete. And I miss the way he was whistling walking down the street and every time I do something I think of what he would say: “Well it’s cold today, wear a scarf”. But lately I’ve been forgetting little things, he’s sort of fading. I’m starting to forget him and it’s like losing him again. So sometimes I make myself remember every detail of his face; the exact color of his eyes, his lips, his teeth, the texture of his skin, his hair.. but it was all gone by the time he went. And sometimes -not always- but sometimes I can actually see him - It’s as if a cloud moves away and there he is, like I could almost touch him. But then the real world rushes in and he vanishes again. Well, I did this every morning when the sun was not too bright outside - the sun somehow makes him vanish, as he appears and he disappears like a sunrise or a sunset or anything so ephemeral, just like our life. We appear and we disappear and we are so important to some, but we are just passing through.