Do you remember that first time
we actually got to know each other?
We spent the whole evening smoking grass
and watching Lewis Black reruns.
And talking.

The next thing we knew, it was morning.
So we sat on your couch, one cushion apart,
And we looked out your window and watched the sun rise.
When the sky turned pink, you wrapped your arms around me
And gave me that look that let me know
that you felt at ease with me.

Then there was that time you ran
into a little trouble, You climbed into your car
and sped strait for the beach and freedom.
I followed you as your friend that day.
I hope you recognize that.

Do you remember how we spent
the whole night smoking cigarettes
And crying things out?

We woke up naked
in each others’ arms, rolled over,
and looked out over the water.
And we watched the sun rise.
When the sky turned pink,
I turned over to face you and ran
my middle finger down your spine,
All the way to the base of the tattoo
you got when you were sixteen.
Then you gave me that look
that gave me hope that you
were thinking what was on my mind.

Could you ever forget the night
I introduced you to the Dead in proper form?
We ate acid like candy, well, it WAS candy,
All night, straight through “Friend of the Devil”
and on into the early morning
And Dave Matthews singing “Grace is Gone”

We stood on your back porch
and watched the sun rise.
You wrapped my arms around you.
When the sky turned pink it was time for bed,
And the look in your eyes told me
you could get used to this.

I will never forget that night
about two weeks later when you told me
That you couldn’t be around me
so long as I look at you the way I do,
But for a brief moment,
you take down that Harry Potter book
that is the physical manifestation of the wall
you have built around your heart,
and you look at me in that way
that lets me know we will be friends forever.

Nonetheless, I had to bid you
“Farewell, until we can see each other again.”
I went home and spent the night smoking grass
and drinking rum until it was time for the sun to rise.
But when the sky should have turned pink,
I stepped outside and saw great grey clouds
looming overhead.

And I knew I would spend
the day in the rain
and thinking of you.