bright

you wrote our names in a constellation of colors

with a little piece of chalk

me and you til the rain washed it away

mere seconds we were etched on that rock.

we rode that carousel round n' round

til sun hung low and it was dark

when your mother called you back for cabbage soup

we took the long way home through the park.

i miss the long summer nights we used to have

rain soaking the heat from our aching bones

i never wanted it to end

'cause then i'd finish those nights alone.

it was a conundrum for sure

how i was supposed to carry on

once the endless nights had left me

and you were gone.

as years pass and i look back

i remember us with bittersweet delight

whether it's now or in fifty years

our love still burns bright.