Our story

I watched you from the window

Flipping through books 

Licking my finger, page by page

Wondering if you were on the same one I was

Your kind emerald eyes

Your dark brown hair

I pressed my hand against the window

Waiting for you to do the same

One year

You left your jacket in my car

I left my words in your head

You walked home that night

With your feet gliding across the pavement

As if it were ice

You thought of me

How I held my index finger in one hand when I was nervous

How I parted my hair differently everyday

I drove home that night

On the smooth road home I thought

Thought about you

How you twitch your eyebrows when I smile

How you always smelled like a crackling fire

We smiled 

Two years

I told you to leave

You told me to calm down

I stopped the car and demanded you leave

You said you wish you never knew me and left

You walked home that night

Tripping over stones on the gravel road

You thought of me

How I didn't understand you

How I never listened to you

I drove home that night

On the bumpy road home I thought

Thought about you

How you spoke to me condescendingly

How you never asked how I was

We cried

Three years

We sat under a tree

The leaves were dark emerald

The tree was dark brown

I told you how much I loved you

You told me how much you loved me

We lay down and looked at the stars dancing across the night sky

Planning our futures

Ten years

She had your emerald eyes

My rosy cheeks

We kissed her goodnight 

Thought of how very safe we felt

Eighty years

We sat on the porch chair

Bickered over little things

Always ending in a kiss and a laugh

I looked at you

To me you were still the young boy in the library

To you I was still the young girl with her hand on the glass

I took my hand off the glass when I saw you turn to me

I smiled at you and you smiled at me

This will be our story, I thought

But we’ll write it together