we climbed a tree that day
last year
my shirt was twisted at the collar
and your pantleg was caught in your sock
but we didn't care
because you were next to me
and i was next to you
and that's what happiness looks like
we took a walk one day
last spring
you pointed to a bird
and said so to me
but i didn't hear you
because some man was mowing his grass
but i followed your finger
and the gaze of your happy eye
and i knew what you felt
because i felt it too
and that's what love looks like
we fought in the car
you were drunk
and i was tired
we found ourselves silent
even the radio was turned to off
and i was there, next to your seat
and you were there, next to where i was seated
but we weren't there
and that's what misery looks like
i dialed your number
in the rain, where i sat
completely alone
and you answered while you drove yourself from where you were
to where you were going
and we spoke truths to one another
and i laughed
and you smiled
i could hear it in your voice
and that's what friendship looks like
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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