Outside, the summer heat was almost unbearable, but we stayed together in a cool, quiet room, away from everything.
I remember how close you were to me.
How gently you touched me.
And how my heart started beating faster and faster.
Even with the cool air around us, I could feel my body getting warmer.
Even now, when I'm alone, I sometimes find myself thinking about that day.
The quiet room, the summer heat outside, the feeling of having you so close to me...
Before I know it, my body is getting warm all over again, and I find myself alone, touching myself as I think about those memories.
I guess some summer memories never really fade.
