Alyson

“I didn’t know if your father was the one but I did know that my standards had been changed forever. Things for me would never be the same.”

I drive through the veins of this town and think about our imaginary togetherness in terms of Twitter posts, regrettably, but it’s our imaginary togetherness all the same. I want you to drive. I want you to drive so I can focus on becoming comfortable in your hand. Just how it was for that year of being apart, seeing through screens: you looking at me as I looked at myself. Seeing you in my reflection, finally, after a year of only myself. I’ve become so good at thinking I feel you behind me that I might not even notice. ♦