The Best Months
your voice
the way it sounded quiet when you were upset
the sad guitar you played
the melodies that gave me shivers
the laughs and screams
from our first date at the amusement park
the songs you sent me
that make me cry when i hear them now
your heartbeat, so close to mine
a slow, but steady beating
the best months of my life
reduced to memories and sounds
Copyright © Abigail Kangas | Year Posted 2022
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