Days like today were days when I knew nostalgia
Was just a fancy word for revenge
Today felt like it should have belonged in a summer a year and a half ago
One that belonged to him and I together

It felt as if I should be over at his house, sitting in his basement,
A foot and a half apart on the couch playing Black Ops
Me jokingly
Him sarcastically

It felt like a day when we should have been pressed up tight
On his piano bench, him laughing at my aversion to playing in front of him
Laughing because he hauled the piano all the way from his room
Because I wanted to play and we weren't allowed alone near his bed

It felt like a day that we should have been heard from the back of his yard
The sky endless before us, the same as his eyes
A blue expanse of settling sun and waking moon
A sky with laughter in it's deepest reaches

It felt like a day where he would be laughing at my smile
Grinning at me with a crooked hitch in the corner
And I would be blushing back and giggling like chimes
Both of us brushing our arms together as means of making sure we were real

And both of us looking
Looking at each other and living and breathing and being.

It felt like a day that we were both loving.