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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