I remember one time that she was naked, underneath my bathrobe, or hers.. and that I saw her walking back to the room, to me, to our life together, where I was having dinner. He has me in his cell phone, you know, she smiled to me. It made me smile out loud too. He called back, of course. And I didn’t make a fuss.

The other thing that will never fade from me is the colors that she named. We are different. We can both be different. Dissonant even. Like the colors.