I swear pool dates have been the saving grace
Of when you seem to get out of your head
And even look at me again
Idk if it’s the alcohol cuz usually I have a strict policy
But lately it’s like trying to raise the dead and idk if it’s necromancy too or only a needed balm of time but I’ve been grasping at straws while sinking into understanding of the long haul
And tonight
Was little glimpses n bigger laughs
Like starting back
One flirty touch you returned right away
I don’t do well in the gray of if it even could still be me or only somebody else and I know even in possibility it’s one thing at a time but sometimes when it feels like we let it burn out it’s just a night like this I need and whatever gives you ease
I love your intensity, flowing through even as you let your hair down
I’ve had just a little too much now
Still jangled up in trying not to touch or say too much that pushed you away
Especially these days
But it’s these nights it all feels alive
It’s been a good time to be alive.