Sunset
I’m surprised
By the gentleness
Of his lips against mine,
Like the sun kissing the horizon.
I can feel the colors
Pulse through my veins;
In my fingertips-
In my toes.
The kind of sunset
You want to capture
And never let go.
The kind of sunset that is inspired
By divine artists.
The kind you can feel-
Not just see.
But I wonder-
Can he feel the colors too?
Everything ends.
There was a girl
That was my best friend.
Together we did so much.
We went on coffee dates at the Starbucks downtown.
And sent each other pictures of the clouds.
We wrote poetry
And lived for foggy days.
We made awkward eye contact with boys to see their reactions
Wrote handwritten letters with coded messages.
But everything ends
And I’m scared that now she sees me
When she buys coffee at Starbucks
But I’m not there.
I fear that she sees me standing in the fog
Or sees my eyes when she catches the gaze
Of the boy across the room.
There was a boy
That I was in love with.
Together we did so much.
We baked pizza
And drove through the hills.
We slow-danced in his basement and
Offered each other 2 cents for our thoughts.
He played me songs on his guitar
Complimented my little striped dress.
But everything ends
And I’m scared he thinks it’s me
That he is making pizza with
But it isn’t.
I fear that he feels my rhythm
When he slow dances
Or hears my voice when he spots
The abandoned pennies in the console of his car.
There is a boy
Who I have come to care for.
Together we do so much.
We take long drives around town
And make frequent Taco Bell runs
Not because the food is good
But because we enjoy the company.
We match our flannel
And I took him snowshoeing for the first time.
And I was the one who introduced
My silly California boy to the
Starry night sky that the
Lights of his home
Normally hid.
But everything ends
And I’m scared that when it does,
He will see me in Taco Bell
But I’m not.
I fear that his flannel will hang
Gathering dust in his closet
Or that he will walk at night
With his eyes to the ground
Because he will hear my laugh
In the twinkling of the stars.
And I know that it will be this way,
Because everything ends
And I feel her hugs in the clouds
And hear his laugh in the hills
And I am scared that one day
I will feel his touch in the snow.
Because everything ends.
