sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection

miami in summer

i know exactly which route to take to your house, the music i would play to get there, and how many minutes it would usually take for you to stroll into my car. i remember the drive to the not-so-secret, secret part of the everglades. we'd lay in your brother's truck bed to paradise valley by honey and the sting and look wistfully at the stars. cars rushing past on the highway just a couple yards away. i remember how you'd always make fun of me for being shorter than you, but still hold me tightly between your arms—you never did want to let go. i think about your mother, and i hope she likes the plant i left her. i think about your couch and all the naps we took there. and today, back at my favorite coffee shop i think about the day we spent sitting at the park across the street, just enjoying each other's silence. i think we would have made it had we stayed in miami. but things change, and distance is never easy. i'd like to think we have miami, but i was wildly unkind when you broke my heart. i hope you don't think of me, often, my memory can't be painless. but, i hope we'll always have summer tucked in the back of our minds.