losing caleb

xxxv ~ caleb

i don't remember day one

or day two

or any other day of that trip

except six

it doesn't matter how hard

i try to forget

i can't

'get up'

i looked up lazily

'we are going for a picnic' pari held a basket in one hand

'oh, are we?' i teased

'yes caleb, we are'

she looked so cute in her little shorts and floppy hat

i wanted to kiss her

i always wanted to kiss her

'alright then' i smiled

we ended up at some abandoned creek

where she pulled me into

the water without warning

and later

after we had splashed around like kids

when i asked her if

she knew the way back home

she shook her head and shrugged

'i was being spontaneous'

i watched the sunlight fall

on her wet locks

as she took a bite of a sandwich

and

rambled animatedly

i had this feeling in my gut

which i couldn't ignore

when we returned

i went to my room

opened my underwear drawer

took out a small box

and slipped it into my pocket

[picture of pari attached in a floppy hat because why not]