Perian

Vandalism

i went back to the spot
we first claimed for ourselves
in a corner booth
when no one else was around,

where we carved our initials
inside a small heart
and then outlined them in sharpie
because maybe if we didn't last
our vandalism
would stand the test of time.

i went back to that table in the corner
and all i could do was smile,

because you vandalized my heart
and now
it belongs to you forever,

just like this booth we claimed
in this corner
will only ever be our's.