1989 Was Yesterday
32 years ago, we sat beside a river. Adolescent love; hand in hand. Snow fell. Conversation froze; breath caught, suspended. She spoke of tests; a brutal admission triggering thirteen months of unwinnable battles. I lived my lifetime stuck in that conversation. And drank my coward’s death in her results. Her reality taught me to always raise a toast. To send that letter. Answer any call. To go running after love, even in the rain. Constantly embracing the ridiculous– and never fucking letting go. Anything to make time matter. So we chased the stars together. We crashed; we fell. We flew back up together. We burned back down. We danced across the belly of an Indiana skyline. Believed in naked …
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