I paid a visit to my old apartment complex yesterday to see a friend of mine.
I haven't been back to that building since I moved out nine months ago.
It was a bitter experience, being back there.
I have so many important memories in that place.
So many moments that I will never forget.
So many sensations.
The quality of the light.
The smell of the hallways.
The texture of the air within the structure.
The echo of my shoes against the tile.
The gentle affection of her touch.