Was it nothing more then a dream?

We had something, I'm sure about that.

Maybe it was just a moment

but then at least we had that.

Our moment(s).

I remember the day it was raining

bodies were pressed against mine.

I was lost 

until I felt a hand,

your hand.

You guided me out of the crowd.

When you released me,

I still could feel your touch burning on my hand.

You walked away

and left me alone in the rain,

getting wet(no pun intended).

I kept watching you,

hoping you would turn back

but you didn't.

You just looked at me once.

What I saw then was enough. 

You loved me 

the way

 I loved you.

Even when it was just 

that moment.