it's this new old feeling.
it's smiles
from
phone calls
that
go on for hours.

it's honest.
with its uncomfortable questions
that
i'm not afraid to answer.
because
i want it all to be true.

secrets
lies
pain
sadness

for the birds.


photobooth photos
and
a knit hat.
next to my bed.

wake up calls.
and
laughs.

it's time.