Heavy and Weightless

dearly beloved

When the nights come I

Cling to the days of you.

You and all the many colors

Dancing in your eyes.

Hazel always looked so

Amazing painted there.

Oh when the dark

Sets in at least I have you.

The chilling, sad smile that

You do when you know

Someone's fucked you over.

The way despair settled in the

Back of your eyes and

Poured out by way of angry

Hands scrubbing lukewarm

Dishes in the kitchen sink.

Because even if I'm blindly

Scrambling through,

There were times with you.

Memories of jumping off

Your roof into that cool

Blue swimming pool.

The day we ran away

Into the woods and

Found that condom.

I made some phallic joke

That was awful and we

Walked until we stumbled

Out of the woods on

Some random side of town.

The sun was going down then

So we walked back to your place.

I remember the blank

Expression on your face.

If the sun explodes and I'm

Stranded in space,

At least I'll still have the

Image of your face in mind.

The way our friendship was

Simplistic, quiet, and stable.

The way being with you was

Stable and that wasn't

Something I'd ever known

Before. How was it possible

For people like us to build

Stability, when we'd never

Seen it? God it was a dream,

Even in the quiet things.

The sitting down watching

Netflix series or going

Hours in silence beside

Someone who you trust.

I don't know how to thank

You or what for maybe

Just the way you taught

Me what it means to love.

Proper love, the kind that

Doesn't come with requirements.

Love someone without

Having to physically or

Verbally express it.

Wherever you are now,

I hope you're loved

The way that you loved me.