I remember, do you?

I remember the day you told me you loved me in November & then i remember you walking away.  I remember that scaring me because of the rain that fell from my eyes & from the sky, because that was the first time they hit the floor over a boy.
I remember writing about you in December, & about how I missed you in the afternoon when I was busy. I remember that scaring me because of the storm in my chest that never seems to go away.
Sometimes I still get the chills.
I remember you telling me you missed me in January & that the numbers on the calendars were our biggest enemy.
Because you were just a little too late.
& I remember the absence of you in February because it was all just a little too much.
& I remember the absence of you in everything I did, until the day in September when you said "here"
& I hugged you and told you that i loved you.
But my thigh still twitched from the absence of your hand.
Because I know that November will still come, and the rain will still hit the floor.
& December will come around
But i'm still a little bitter about the last storm.
& maybe sometime soon, I won't miss you in the afternoon.