Kindred Spirits
this was originally written June 7 2021 We danced in the living room, you and my two left feet. I opened the door smiling, breaking up my work day. Always with something in hand. The hot nights of 2021 so filled with sweets and gifts. A card saying "it would be okay", I still open the back door and hope to see you there. The sun ravaged us while we connected deeply under the summer sun. Like a hurricane that swept me up each time, I could feel your heart beating, from a few steps away. You'd tell me I was beautiful, and I'd always look away. We'd take walks across campus, only joined by the crickets and the leaves. When I couldn't find words, you always knew what to say, I kept thinking you were sent from somewhere far away. I always choked before I had a chance to say that I care for you deeply. I even painted you a picture, I'm embarrassed to say. my life is quite confusing, much to my dismay. The seasons always change, but how I hoped you would