you lifted me in a dream,
like it was nothing—
like the years hadn’t passed
like storms
through our bodies.
we spun until dizzy,
grinning like we used to:
in a world filled
with lollipops,
doorway dates,
and curfews.
you never kissed me
the way stories end.
you only loved me
in the narrow space
between your name
and your friend’s.
you told me
i should be with someone good,
someone who could hold
all my stories.
but never said,
someone like you.
you held my heart
when it spilled,
drunk, full of ache,
and my hand on a bench
before life swelled
and whisked us away.
no fallout.
no fight.
just the silence.
this one is about someone who cared more about a friend’s feelings than his own.
August 6, 2025
