I miss your porch, and the drive there.
somehow I learned to catch the wind your way, that’s how I got there.
the cold air was distracting but it was so good there.
I didn’t need it looking back, you were warmth there.
kindness, love, and everything good to me there
you lived on the other side of town, there
with a mother who didn’t appreciate you
remember that time you just got in my car
and your mother didn’t want you to
but you did anyway
she thought I was dangerous
maybe I am
things were strange there
and all those shows you went to
with me right behind you
tapping my feet along with yours
you led me so far astray
you could complain so lightly
he was eating you alive, and I’m sorry
I hope I gave you as much escape
as you gave me there
I can’t write the right words
and it won’t matter
you will not read this
that night you were on the curb crying
and yanked my arms around you
was scary, and I didn’t know what it meant
but that doesn’t matter anymore
I ruined it, by telling you what I thought
but you couldn’t have been kinder about it
and I still love your memory
I can’t believe you existed so near to me
I just miss talking to you
I just want to go back there
