I love you.
Like the sea to a monsoon
Or a tornado to a small town in the mid West
Or maybe like a mother hearing a babies first breath.
No, that’s a bit much…
You have a way with words, a voice of calm something’s and a laugh of love.
A skate day.
A new menu.
A trip to the sea.
Some love you more, some love you less.
I’m no longer a competitor but, the bond we hold will never come to rest.
It was hot, I was irritated, you were beautiful, everyone was in awe. I broke my board, we got naked, You punched me in the jaw.
I don’t know why this is such a special day.
My wisdom teeth still have much to say.
You itch my memories like a pup scratches their butt, tomorrow is May 14th…