we were strings of light, glittering and sparkling and blinding the eyes of the ones on the outside
strung up together, side by side
we were gusts of air, breathing the same breath
flying over every beautiful place we could see
we drew faces in the mud
I had so much fun
we were large strokes of blue paint,
swirling around each other until we touched, bleeding into the page as one
we were canopies of insecurities
covering each other and hiding embarrassment
i'm ashamed of what we have become