“At dinners and parties
I expose your contrarian ways
And the coastal city
Where we never wander
I had seen a love as pure as this."[28]
MABI
I breathed deeply in my sleep, and felt a warm body wrapped around mine. After days of internal war. After years of not understanding. There, finally, I knew, freely. I turned around carefully and the serene expression on the face of the hardest face I had ever met hit me completely. I touched his beard carefully so as not to wake him, and I just stayed there for a few seconds.
— How have I not seen you before? — I asked, almost in a whisper, and held myself back from kissing him.
The retrospective he had done throughout that day. The way I always remembered him being there. Maybe far. Maybe close. But Ian Torres was in all my memories. It wa
