It's 11:25pm and I'm walking across campus.
It's silent out.
I remember that day we watched the sunset,
that day I wanted to cry
because the weight of a temporary goodbye
was crushing me.
Excuse my innocence in the
tired cliche of new love
as I partake in reminiscence
of the day our fingers laced
and it felt like the only thing
I could hold on to.
I look out at the bay now,
the overcast clouds reflecting the stars
grounded between me and the horizon,
their incandescence doubled
by the waters below.
Once we watched Astraeus work
on this, the hill where
I wrapped my arms around you
and kissed you
to tell you
you make me feel a king of the world.
That day, as now,
I'm filled to overflowing.
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