blue glass bottle

i remember
that night
the phone call
my anxiousness
your awkwardness

i remember
when you came and got me
you met my mother
i was so nervous
you pulled it off so well

i remember
finding the only place open
digging for the right tape
the sun setting
you were red
i was orange

i remember
sitting semi-uncomfortably on the edge
talking and talking
wanting to tell you everything
you listened quietly
i felt like i was babbling

i remember
feeling like i could stay there forever
listening to your stories, your thoughts
staring up at the stars
i was amazed
you were amazing

i remember
not wanting to leave
i wanted to put our moment under glass
you were going away for awhile
i barely wanted you to go that day

i remember
not knowing what to make of it
your actions
my reactions
i felt complicated
you felt comfortable

i remember
all that's followed
the hope that lingers
i never wanted to leave
but you always seem like you're leaving
(only to return)


- 04.25.00 -

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