We had a way of bringing smiles around
and we laughed
together
not unlike children.

A mostly-digital friendship that craved more
Like I ached for you
And there was no relief coming for months.

We took to each other like the two kids
From different primary schools
Who found themselves in the same homeroom
Bullied by the cold world around them.

This wasn’t life in a classroom but our bully was love
Or mostly a loss of it
And we had brought out own issues to the table
And had plenty food for thought.

The people who are not broken are boring
Or hiding something bigger than themselves.

I showed you canyons running through my heart
And the skies where my dreams soared
And still
Some words could not be said and
Some memories could not be shown.