With you
everything seemed
so okay.
It didn’t matter
that I was hours away
from that stupid class
and hadn’t slept…
it didn’t matter that
it was raining
or that I just met you
and your arm was already around me.
With you
I felt safe…
I could talk to you
and it meant something.
it was okay that
the person I knew best
was on the verge of leaving me
for a woman
because you seemed
like you would be there.
With you
my heart raced
felt like it would pound
out of my chest…
and everything about that seemed
so okay.
it was normal to doubt
and be insecure…
there was no pretending
or underlying pretenses.
When I was
with you
everything seemed
so different.
the smell of your cologne
mixed with mothballs
was more than ecstasy.
and just one nite
watching a movie
became one of my favorite memories.
With you
a walk wasn’t just a walk
through campus.
a challenge of my mind…
tell me a story
or more.
holding hands wasn’t just
holding hands.
With you
just being what I am
seemed
so okay.