We smile at how alike we are
And I wish I could keep us in this frame forever
This moment of warmth and content,
Of enough vulnerability to be open
Enough happiness to forget that
a shared tomorrow doesn’t belong to us.
In between the silences there are imaginary conversations,
where we share without pause or thought
Where we hand over our random and calculated without fear.
But we’re in this moment of penciling in our individual futures
And learning that love doesn’t make null our different realities