I dreamt we were all there -
family
friends
and he saw me, pretending I didn't
know him
in front of my
family
friends.
From across the room he signed to me in a language I understood,
"I love you."
("Love" was like a
boat
cradle
in the palm of his hand,
more like,
"I'll hold you.")
Maybe that's what love is
after all
anyway.
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 12:10 PM UTC
I dreamt we were all there -
family
friends
and he saw me, pretending I didn't
know him
in front of my
family
friends.
From across the room he signed to me in a language I understood,
"I love you."
("Love" was like a
boat
cradle
in the palm of his hand,
more like,
"I'll hold you.")
Maybe that's what love is
after all
anyway.
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