the little things…

the musings of a miss

I remember
laying my head in your lap
listening to Rascal Flatts
and thinking
how lucky I am to know this guy.

you were the first person I truly trusted.
nothing much has changed.
and our lives have put time and distance and
oceans between us,

but nothing much has changed.
because i love you and you love me
and we know each others’ deepest secrets and
most ridiculous wishes
and because we talked about our funerals,
what color everyone should be wearing when we die,
what brand of whiskey everyone should toast with at the reception,
what songs should play as they lower our bodies into the earth.

and we haven’t talked in a while.
but I know that you’re doing well
and that
you’re in love
and that
you’re starting to smile again and that’s amazing
and that makes me smile too.
but I miss you.

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