Pursuit

It's like the sunlight coming through my car window
Warming my right arm
Riding with you where we've been before
But things are different now.
Better. Lifted.
There's no ugliness in our tone
There's a different look in your eyes
Now we know things
...whatever that means
take it with a grain of salt
laugh at how tone deaf I am
I'm reminded of your face hosting a sunburn
& how green it makes your eyes
how we used to fight when there was a full moon
hell
how we used to fight when there was a sky up above us
Remembering when I didn't have anything to rush home to
except an empty house
Smirking at the thought of your nervous smile
before you moved in for the reunion
Sitting at the white table my dad gave me
that used to be so pretty
until the cat scratched all the paint off the corners
and ruined it like every other piece of furniture I have
I used to joke that I can't have anything nice
but that's not entirely true
Because here I am, sitting across from you.