You gave me gravestones
Popcorn
Long walks talking about everything
You gave me hole punches
Staplers and never ending post-it notes
You mistook me for the moon
I thought you were the sun
Planets orbited around us
You gave me gravestones
Headwinds
Glorious sunsets
Filled with hope
We intertwined
Hearts beating
Melting into each other
You gave me gravestones
I reciprocated in kind
I gave you death
Your poet’s soul really resonates in this one. It is reminiscent of my own writing (though I am not as accomplished as you). I could identify with this one. Mahalo!