it's been you

I have met you many times, 

Well, parts of you here and there around the world and through the ages

I have been following this bread crumb trail, collecting each part of you along the way. 

Your intense attention to detail captured me in Beijing

The allure of your rebelliousness beckoned me in Vancouver

Your gaze drew me in on a crowded dance floor in Montreal

Your calm demeanor was a safe harbor as I set out to navigate the cold concrete jungles of Toronto

Your warmth helped me keep my stride through crowded Singapore streets

Your vibrance made the cold blandness of Calgary bearable

I feel the lingering touch of your hand in my back as we brace the torrential downpours in The Hague

I feel your fingers interlocked with mine as we run through the chaotic bazaars of marakesh

I feel the curve of your body as we lie tucked away in one of the many stacked pastel houses of the cliffs of the Mediterranean in cinq terre

I feel your cloud like kisses in the alleyways of New York the city lights sparkle in the distance

Even when you are not with me, you have always been with me and I imagine you into the greatest scenes of my life, and perhaps sometimes in the haziness of alcohol and sleep deprivation, I dare to imagine you into the moments and lifetimes to come.

Every moment, real and imagined has led me to you.It's been you