Poems

written april 7th, 2021

I love you like sunshine, but not the golden kind,
the yellow kind.
And I love you like green grass, and like clear creeks and dirty sneakers

And I love you like storybooks and apple juice and the smell of wood varnish

I love you like my favorite hoodie, and my favorite pillow, and the little things I keep with me to remind me of all I am
And I love you like crying in the car, and singing in the car, and the same CD you've had for years

I love you like an inside joke and a souvenir and a scraped knee and all things playful, and painful, and growing and healing.

Because I love you. You're my friend and I love you.