when
with you and i it was never an if.
it was just how long we’d wait.
until i could hold you and you could hold me.
it quit being about teenage love
and i learned how to care about happiness.
and not just mine.
when i look into the setting sky
i can see you the first time we kissed.
when i lay, supine, on the wet grass
i can still feel your hand holding mine.
when i hear the wind, blowing in the trees.
i can still hear you’re voice. comforting me.
and you’re my everything.
you touched me and made me feel things
or feel ways that i’d never felt before.
you’re arms are like a security blanket
you’re my skinny white boy teddy bear.
but you’ve recently developed a tan.
so something is changing.
but i’m still so in love.
and i feel giddy like a little girl.
but i like it this way.
i don’t want to remember, how i used to feel