What if it was just us?
What if it was us alone?
What would it be like to be chosen?
We could be on our way home, to a double date, or to the movies…
There could be fights, but other amazingly pleasing nights.
I wish I could breathe and tuck you in on random weeknights; buy a cooking book, so I could bring you lunch in bed, put on your favorite show, watch you watch it too, and watch it with you.
I told you how nice you are when I should have told you how freaky handsome and manly I see you.
With eyes full of respect and admiration.
I kept a bracelet of yours.
Burned down worn-out doors.
Hoping someday you would be mine and I would be yours.
I wish it were us alone.
I will hope we are in the unknown.
