I’ve had others in my bed,
some emotionally unavailable,
and some where the love was never balanced.
But I’ve never felt this haze in my room,
I’ve never felt this in-sync,
As if you’ve been in here with me hundreds of times before.
You know when to get on top,
and I know when to slow down.
We don’t have to talk about it but we do anyway.
The lights call our names and the sheets pull us in.
Let’s never go to bed,
let’s stay in it all night.
His sad, tired eyes.
The way he snaps his fingers when he can’t collect a thought,
and exhales when there’s too many.
I want to pick his brain.
I want to know how he came to be the I’ve met,
and how far he’s come from the boy I knew.
“The devil’s in the details”, he said.
Ruin the Friendship