Plywood, letters, phone calls, baseball cap
Red wedding, road trips, hopes up
Nikon, excuses, fireworks, big talk
Parking lot, cemetery
Workaholics, quitters
I love beards
I don't talk big
I put a letter on your car
You saved it
Dim or dark
Never bright
Brilliant
Brainiacs, us
Too busy, always
the excuse
Leave room for Jesus
It is always an answer to hear your voice
We are of the same mind
The journey.
The ghosts.
Whiteboard, cursive, useless flirtations
nothing is too much
nothing out of bounds
that's why we walk to gether, apart
always distant
always dim
hopeless romantic
sinkng feeling
on delayed repeat
voice of reason
voice of opinion
voice of change
silly, stupid voice
doesn't want to say anything wrong
and never does
everything is kind of a joke
your profundity surprises me
and you
your anarchy ignites mine
and blinds me to what is right
My respect for you falls.
It rises.
I am glad for my moment of desperation.
I blamed it on a mood swing.
You told me I was swinging up
And that you were glad too.
Always forgiven
"Lifelong friends"
agreed long ago
I didn't realize then
how serious the pact.
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