Remembering the Now

I remember,

I remember the first time I sputtered, "I Love You"

I remember when holding your hand meant something

I remember a long embrace was never enough

I remember my hunger, thirst, and lust

I remember, do you?

Now,

Now "Love you" has no meaning

Now holding your hand feels deromanticized

Now a short embrace is never short enough

Now my hunger, thirst, and lust are no more

Now, how about you?