The Glimpse

The Glimpse

We would have red marks on our skin from carrying heavy bags of thrift store records back from that place on Bedford. I’d have on my hot pink ‘Smile’ sleep shirt with those thick fuzzy panda socks I picked up in Cali. I missed you so much on that trip. You’d be drinking straight whiskey and I’d be drinking straight vodka from the glasses we got on our 1st anniversary. The Lumineers would be softly playing from your vintage record player while we ate dumplings from that place on 3rd. My laughter would be echoing up the stairs and into the other rooms of the townhouse. Your eyes would be reflecting years of friendship, trust and love with bright light.

We would still be us.

<3 M.

The 10815

The 10815

The Sobering

The Sobering