Some memories are just so vivid in my mind. Yesterday, I saw Tristan. First time in a year and a half. It's inexplicable. We were laying down next to each other, holding each other like we were holding on to our very lives. His cold hands were resting on my warm skin. His left hand, cold on the small of my back, and his icy fingers tracing along my hips. He turned to look at me, and kissed my lightly, and I wished that moment would never end. He turned to look behind him, and I could see his pulse, beating through the vein in his neck. I kissed the vain, feeling I was kissing the very essence of him. I don't know why this moment is so vividly imprinted in my mind... But I never want to forget it.