the flip book

lets take it back
to the get go.
we are 8.
we are going to meet at a park
for the first time.
i will push you on the swing,
and you'll share your snack with me.
now we're 12,
and we are best friends.
you are having a hard time
with your family.
you still go through every hardship
that has made you you,
because i love your identity,
but i'm there
to take away the pain,
to sedate the beast that is loneliness.
we're 16.
you tell me you love me,
and i tell you maybe 5 years from now.
i'm still having fun,
i'm still not ready,
21.
i've written to you everyday since then.
you've been there everyday.
things arent as complex as we ever made them to be.
we hit vegas.
im still in love with you.