you have loved too
And everything that's left,
We played charades and we
danced and played, silly on the floor
And when I fell, I fell hard
on hardwood but you kept laughing
Because the Universe is still turning
You told me you wouldn't stop,
you wouldn't give up while
the Universe was still turning
or growing or ex-
panding; you didn't know the words to describe it.
But the things that we have loved stay the same
and even though I can't remember
all that star sign shit,
it doesn't matter because you do, and
we embrace our differences and we
stay friends, and we stay close
and I keep you in the back of my mind
all of the time, all day,
each month and every hour
and I hope you do too when you're painting
abstracts, shapes that maybe remind you of me.
"Oh yes, this square is his hunger in a box, yes!"
.... Oh yes it is.
And how I miss you each and every day....