Sometimes I forget.
I forget how it is to want something.
I forget what it is I want.
It is impossible to stop human nature. People change. Feelings change. Thoughts change.
But it is possible to pervert human nature. To adjust its course. To put up a dam or two and watch how thoughts and actions alter course.
Sometimes you can stand in the river, an obstacle yourself, and despite the current, stand utterly still.
And wait.
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Sometimes I forget how beautiful you are. There are nights that I fall asleep and I want to feel your warm bare body curled into mine.
Sometimes I forget how good it is to have my hand around your neck.
Sometimes I forget that smile, when you let yourself love me more then you should. That slightly mischevious look over cards, or dinner, or just talking.
Sometimes, it is even enough.