Domobike

I pray we're never 50 in a coffee shop, while you're on your phone and I'm staring at the detailing of the ceiling, wondering how we left the house to do exactly what you could be doing alone. I'm content with friendship if it means I'll never run out of things to discuss with you over coffee, or tea, or water. I pray honeymoons are mythical traps we talk about and not our rough reality. I hope you'll always call me for silence or for updates or for chop Sui. I pray I don't get older to watch us disappear and have no fun. I pray I get honored to die because I loved girlfriends, and guy friends and the love of my life; you'll meet me in the longer life to play ghost tricks on our family. I pray you always hold me tighter in duress and loosen only to switch hands; that we always reminisce on the mind sex before the physical; about the uncertainty of life without oneanother.