a corner in an old cafe
sinking into softness and looking
over the rim of my coffee cup
to where you used to be
right across from me
how we talk about everything
and my laugh like love
spilling over into joy
at this, at all of this
just to be a part of this.

a tree in the old park,
memory to whispered words
when it was raining
on a day made of green and grey
and I thought how the branches
sheltered us to a world
inside of a world, each to the other
like no other.

I've seen it before and I'll see it again
days like this exist to fade away
like never before and never again
the world won't wait for you and I