There is a freckle on my right breast that was not there before you left me. I like to think I'm turning into someone you don't know. Even if it is just a freckle. If all I change this year is that little bit of pigment, if none of my resolutions hold true, I'll have this freckle. Never have seen it. When you recall every inch of my skin that you memorized, you won't think of this. And right now that's enough