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November 28, 2024

I remember floating. The gift of finding us. The moments of my changing smile and not touching the ground. The rarity of it all.

We were both there. It was real.

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The things that can not be left behind

November 27, 2024

I miss the sounds that were ours. The ones that lasted hours and years. The discovery of each other. The clicking of heels. The haunting. The edging of us. Thoughts of border gazebos, hockey porn, Taco Bells and endless possibilities.

Porch light

December 10, 2024

In the dark days she surrounds me A beacon for a heart and abandoned ships A light that is consistent even in its flickering Humming that lulls and holds parts yet to be unearthed My creatures stir for her They flourish here A place to house the hallowed things one carefully hides away The cracks creak to the dance of us A sweet haunting Lovely in its imperfection

I wish we could have rode our bikes more

January 15, 2025

I wish our letters could have held us. Protected our love and our crime investigations. The postal service.. our cute lil love story. I miss my mistakes, our curious adventures, our dreams, the fear of trusting me/us… the lovely life we deserved. It all hurts. Sadness is easy when it felt so one sided.