at 3 am on a monday we sat on a roof and we pretended we were in tokyo
and i reached over and took your hand in mine and i said
"i want to be walking with you downtown at this time"
you said "me, too"
and we looked around the sky and saw the reflection of city lights bounce of the sky
our legs hung off the ledge of the roof and they touched when we swung them
it was good and nice and a car drove by and i thought
'i would be happy to die right now'