Shines like memory

Polished until it glows

A moment that I kept for days that were less warm, less happy.

For a moment our words matched, our eyes met, and you . . . smiled. Just for me.

I must have been red, because that smile had never been mine before. I had hoped, but never expected, and all of a sudden, there it was. Mine.

*snap* 

I froze the moment, closed my eyes and willed it to remain. 

When I opened them, it was over.

But it was forever in my mind.

Polished golden by frequent revisiting.

Your smile. 

For me.