By Maeve Clinger, TIWP Student

sitting in the grass

playing guitar and eating macarons

playing with my hair as we lay side by side

listening to each other’s heartbeats

driving around at 3 am

not quite sure where we are or where we’re going

but not caring 

singing along to rap songs

as you try to teach me how to dance

playing piano as you lay your fingers over mine

so we can play together

waking up each morning 

and doing it only for you 

thinking about you any time of the day

bragging to our friends about each other

dancing in the rain, soaking our faces, our hair, our clothes

you

you were everything 

and now you’re gone.