I read your name today.
Came across it on a frequently-traveled website.
I guess it wasn’t your specific name,
But the same name belonging to someone else.
When I read those five perfectly-placed letters,
My heart soared five miles.
How those five perfectly-placed letters
Could make me think of so much,
So many memories, feelings, thoughts, emotions, secrets
Belonging to you and I.
Flashbacks to two nights ago.
Perfect night for a liquor-soaked sky and my drowsy eyes.
I want to smack you straight across the mouth, but not before I kiss it.
I want to push your arms away from mine, but not before they wrap around me.
I’m not broken, but you are.
I want to fix that.
It’s a terrible idea.
I know what I’m getting myself into.
But somehow I can’t stop it, like a tornado or my taxes.