just like old times

rambling about you

i got asked about you.

i got flustered from that.

i thought my heart was going to burst through my mouth and talk for me

i honestly wouldn't have minded that

i wanted you today

not in a gross sexual way

in a way that i could watch your face light up with a smile after i make fun of you for coughing after a long drag off of a stale cigarette

in a way that you'd call me a little bitch but in a loving sense,

in a way that i could look at the sheer fear in your eyes when i threatened to tickle you

i thought i saw you today

in that restaurant i was at,

she looked so similar to you

not nearly as pretty, though

just her essence and her aesthetic

i wish that was you

i thought about the future today

you where in it

we where happy

we where a we

i had you still

i hope it ends up like that