454

she was thinking about me all week
i was thinking about her

she was thinking of all the stories she'd heard
everything that she grew up believing
all the people she knew and loved
and what they would think
if they knew what she was thinking

i was thinking about her

she was thinking about the distance
about exactly how long it takes to drive
454 miles north
about exactly how far 454 miles is from feeling safe
and she was thinking about what i might be thinking

i was thinking about her

she was alone and so was i. both of us played it like we were constantly surrounded and ok and not hurting and not scared and not 454 miles from sanity miles from safety miles from home miles from love miles from contentment miles from late night car rides and early morning kisses and afternoon surprises and evening dinners and not 454 miles from a tuxedo and a beautiful dress miles from dancing to terrible 80's punk rock while pretending to be salmonella miles from a bed with green sheets and a sky with ominous clouds and open windows and making the sound of the wind with our mouths and laughing for hours and miles from laughing and

i am thinking about you
always.