It turns out
The only way to fix our relationship was to
End it.

To go back to the way
It was,
We needed a clean slate.

Then,
All of a sudden,
Like the rush of our first kiss
It was like we went back in time.

Closer
Than when we were only
Friends,
But without the romance,
We are just two
People
Who know everything
About each other.
The strangest details
And simplest old
Secrets
Told between covers
And on couches
And on sunny saturday
Afternoons
Between kisses.

The smallest things
You wouldn’t know
Unless you’ve experienced
The whole
Of someone,
In moments
That are raw
And things you could never ask.

You seem so simple to me now.
Just a plain boy
Who tells stories
Makes rashes choices
And just wants to be
Loved.
That was something you and I shared.

My eyes aren’t clouded anymore
And the two of
Us
Are clear
As the night sky,
The same as on that night
We shared
Last summer
At the the beach
When all
We cared for
Was ourselves.

And after
It all,
I’m glad you still
Care.

Because I’ll always care,
Too.