old friends

we sit still, the dust creating halos around our heads


sometimes i turn just to look at your nose


just to remember if my mind changed what it looked like


the sun makes your hair look so vibrant, i think


you’re more beautiful than i remember


i look away, insecure and nervous about the lack of charge in the air


it’s too comfortable, too soft but that is also you


you were never afraid of not speaking


never feeling like you had to fill space to be loved and i loved just that


just us, uniting breath, sitting whispers away and troves of conversation without words


i look at you again, eyes closed as you absorb the earth


were you always so blinding, i wonder


your eyes open, you look back at me and smile


not a word slips past your pink lips and i know


you were always so blinding, beautiful, angelic, comfortable, soft, sweet


i close my eyes, peace at last

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