So You Will Know Me Again
- H.Baash

- Oct 3
- 2 min read

You, with your russet hair, curls of glistening bronze fluttering in the Maldivian wind. I can still see them, the way they framed your face like a crown no one else could wear. I remember how my hands itched to touch you, how every part of me leaned toward the
gravity you carried.
Your body was alive with energy that night, restless, sparking like a flame waiting to be fed. I pulled you close without hesitation, because some moments are not meant to be thought through, only lived. And we lived it. Lips varnished against lips, pressed with hunger and tenderness beneath a starless sky. The moon was above us, watching in silence, our secret keeper. It felt as though it promised not to tell a soul what passed between us.
I remember breathing you in as if I could take your very air, as if the memory of your lungs filling could become mine. I wanted to leave you breathless, not just in that moment, but in every moment after, so that whenever you closed your eyes you would remember what it felt like to be wanted in this way.
I kissed your eyes gently, almost reverently, because I wanted you to recognise me again. Not just in the mirror of memory, but in the flesh if fate ever dared to be kind enough to bring us together once more. I wanted to etch myself into your vision so deeply that no matter where you go, the shape of me stays.
You and I both know there are kisses that dissolve into nothing. Kisses that fade like water slipping through the cracks of memory. But there are others, the rare kind, that brand themselves into us. They do not burn like scars. They glow instead, like quiet constellations, guiding us when the world feels unfamiliar and cold.
That kiss was one of those. A constellation made of lips and breath and a moon that swore to keep our secret.
And even now, long after the night has folded into silence, I carry you like a star lodged in my chest. You will always remain, not as a passing thought, but as the memory I return to when I want to remember how alive I once felt with you.



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