In a documentary
about you and me. I would
be sitting in an old couch,
in a studio apartment, in your
white t-shirt thinking back
to how I fell in love with you.
You in the blue jeans.
My eyes would be kinder after years with
you. My hair messy, my brains
nostalgic and my heart softer.
I would tell the camera
that I’ve loved you for a
very long time.
I would tell them
I still love you like
I was 16 years old.
