when I look to the sky,
(to my future,)
a bright blue nothing
with splotches of fluffy white clouds,
I see his smile.
He’s been my crush,
my best friend,
first love,
prom date.
My ride home,
my ride away from
the dirt of reality.
My body guard,
my only friend in a crowded room,
my Christmas wish.
He’s confused and uncommitted,
but he knows one thing for certain:
he loves me.
And for now,
along with his grin
(and a hug),
that’s all I need.
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Submission Name: comfortable
