We used to stay up late at night for hours on FaceTime, if our restless bodies weren’t roaming the Bronx Park in the pitch dark talking endlessly about everything and nothing.
You’d tell me all your childhood stories as I’d listen admirably and I’d tell you about my dreams of moving away from the city.
“what if I give you a reason to stay?”
Do you remember that night in the pouring rain? You helped me climb my first tree.
I told you it was a horrible idea as you assured me to trust you. And I did.
Then you kissed me on a flimsy branch beneath the leaves.
I’ll never forget that day.
I wanted you to prove me wrong;
Show me that you weren’t like all the others.
But our love didn’t last either way.
You were my favorite never after
that I was nowhere near ready to love you.
But still, I fell anyways.