The patio was so honest that night, don’t you think? but no one told what I have come to know this aging august afternoon, that once I lost you I would forever perform the act of losing you.

The radiator hissing, stood vigil on our behalf. your sound sleep protected by your deep snores i am burdened with the conviction to rise out of bed without waking another.

Your laughter a hush in the hall paired with my reluctance to enter through the front door. “come here” you said. I saw the kitchen I hadn't seen since our first time it wasn't as I remembered it, but is it ever?

tell me we were great, please, tell me we were.

at 5:34 it starts to rain and at 5:47 it begins to pour

The hum of early noon paused a moment before passing through my window

our stomachs sunk into the mattress cheeks flat on the blanket