I rise up to my full height

And I feel her hand on my waist

It's a mix of temperatures, her nails different lengths

"Imagine," I whisper, "imagine this moment,

Store it in your memories for the rest of time

Store it for the good days, the bad,

Keep it in there and smile."

My shoes loosen, I see her smile

It's nothing but teeth and the skin around her lips

Her face like a shadow, mine like one too

A shadow of who I could be in this moment

"Imagine," she breathes, "imagine us happy

You and me for the rest of time, my girl.

There's no worries, no fears, just you and me."

"You and me." I repeat, but who's the "you?"

She laughs as her fingers brush my hair

Her laugh sounding automated, like static

Our location like a void, a bright room

It feels nice? Serene? I can't quite place it

"Imagine," I giggle, "imagine the two of us

When you're sad, imagine my face

My voice, my laugh, my presence."

She grabs my hands, traces my knuckles

And her face looks like she wants to kiss me

So I lean in, her arms floating to my body

And I feel like I'm kissing a ghost

"Imagine," she says, handing me some money.

"Imagine something nice, all for you. Take this bill.

Buy a ring, a pretty dress, that pair of earrings you've been eyeing."

The money was always mine

So there she stood, with her gifts, gifts that weren't quite there

She's like a half-finished puzzle I can't quite solve.

"Imagine," I think to myself, "imagine this moment

This kiss, her body, her touch, her smile,

Imagine her attributes, the thing's she'll bring

And maybe this moment will be real."