my skin feels warm as i think of you
gripping my hand as you drive across town
holding me and rubbing my back and telling me
"you're okay. it's fine. you're fine"
even though i hadn't said that i was upset
i think of your fingers one by one
marking an abstract path across my arm
and the fact that, even when i push you away
you are not daunted
you always remain
you are never far away
and as i prepare to move into this new life i have somehow tricked my way into
i know you will always be at my side
i think of the weekends you'll spend there with me
and that we'll fall asleep in each other's arms
and the summer we are about to embark on
cannot be anything but together
your return to catholic school cannot take you from me
my falling south cannot keep me from you
the cord will always stretch
but it will never break