Three Month Difference.

three months earlier, you were the only one to make plans to see me on my birthday.

three months later, the warmth of your fingers intertwined with mine still lingers.

three months later, the echo of your laughter in the silent theatre parking lot is still contagious.

three months later, the mischievous grin that graced your lips as you spun me around on the sidewalk is still etched into my memory.

three months later, the comfort of your arms wrapped around me as if i really mattered still sends a wave of shudders down my spine.

three months later, you haven't let yourself go as much as you seemed to then.

did i make a mistake that night?
should i have said something to fill the silence?
should i have kissed your cheek before letting you climb into your brother's car?
should i have tried to hold your hand again?

i don't know how many more teasingly spoken "i love you"s i can take before something slips.