I can’t deny the level of affection I have for her, it’s beyond appropriate – given the parameters of our relationship. But there is something in her smile, in the way she curls her fingers and interlocks them in mine. It would never happen, I know, but these were slim opportunities I seized because being with her erupted something, something I thought died long ago. Even if she brushes this off as casual, it will never be casual to me. If she dismisses it, that’s okay. I need that feeling to stay with me, no matter how fleeting.