Thank you
for counter top kisses
And Spotify playlists
Santa Fe
And drives on Sundays
evening phone calls
and Colorado waterfalls
our very first night
back seat kisses under a starry sky
and our second first night
pancakes and pink wine
Thank you
for I-17 drives
And that sunflower surprise
mindless back scratches
and baked cookie batches
Tipsy conversations
filled with revelations
Drive-thru dinners
and interlaced fingers
downtown butterflies
that just might span a lifetime
You are not my heart string
And we are not the real thing
You poisoned my soul
And I left yours with holes
But we had moments
That can never be taken
Moments that anchor our story
When the heartache leaves it shaken
So I will wrap these moments
In my finest paper
tie them up with ribbons
To keep them a little safer
And I will hold them for you
Should you need a reason to continue
For even between our poison and our holes
There are reasons to say
thank you