the resolute hope that yeah, we’ll see each other again
i’m satisfied being unsatisfied, for
the time being. just
crossing my fingers in the ghostly
dawn of my parent’s house, in the
resolute hope that yeah, we’ll see
each other again. eye-to-eye, like
we did last. holding my hair back
from my face, i grinned at you like
a wolf in the dark. you touched the
soft current of my neck, just once. i
don’t want to change my mind about you.
