Early January of 2016
“we laid under the stars at town lake, on top of the ice cold picnic table we gazed through the night sky, telling each other this kind of stuff never happens, but it’s happening now.
you held me in your arms and they were so warm and held me tight, any tighter and i would have disappeared into you, but i would be okay with that.
the air was pure and crisp. my favorite words.
you kept apologizing for your hands, but i never minded, not with you.
safe is what i felt and with someone i hardly knew, it may be naive of me, but i do not care.
thank you for that night. i just wish i could remember the date…”