Thinking about you between meetings, Between meals, between showers, Between random scrolling on the internet, Makes me giddy and profoundly safe.
Lately may have been hectic, Crowded of thoughts and uncertainties. Thinking about you solely, Does not ease any of it truthfully But choosing you among those things, does.
Remembering why we even started How you make me feel enough and heard How I can still picture vividly the first time you kissed me and how it smells In hopes that the feelings and memories won’t be slowly slipping away.
Those full infinitives In the future are not what I am after all From then on ‘til now That’s what really matters.
After n years of not writing.. posted something again.