heartshapes on the roadmap

It's so strange how we sometimes remember things we refuse to forget.
Sweet memories, etched in our minds, in the midst of all the tension, worry, fear and anxiety.

"Doesn't matter, I still want you," he said.
"I like geeky", he said.
Like a dream, the nicest person I've ever met.

In the mind, between sleeping and waking up, I felt a kiss on my shoulder.
It was maybe nothing to him, making a sign that he was leaving for a glass of water (and some peanuts).

But to me that single gesture was probably the sweetest thing I had felt for a long time.