it's been a month
since i saw you last.
hair shining like copper
in the parking lot light
and laugh echoing
through the dark midnight.
i've missed that laugh
and your periwinkle eyes
shining like stars
in distant reaches of my memory.
yet i am not brave enough
to voice it yet.
i am not brave enough
to admit to my longing.
YOU ARE READING
ephemeral
Poetryi am so sure about you and i've never questioned that you're my one
