Ode to May 28th

Maybe it was the air that night

Maybe it was your hair that night

Maybe it was because we graduated 8 hours earlier

Maybe it was the view

Maybe it was the wishbone stick we broke 

Maybe it was my wish coming true

Maybe it was the future calling to us

Mine 34 days away 

And yours 10 days away and in our sight

Maybe it was the lung heaving and heart beating

Lung heaving because it stole our moment's breath 

And made our moment's heart skip

Oh and because we were hiking hardcore. 

Mom said it was about time

Dad said he figured we would happen 

Maybe it was driving the loop that night going hard to our music 

Maybe it was all the "wait"ing our "bonfire hearts" went through 

Maybe it was when you said you'll miss seeing me everyday and how you praise us

Maybe it was how you said my eyes are perfect and how we are perfect and how this was perfect

Maybe it was the atmosphere and how we couldn't shake it if we wanted 

Maybe it was that moment

Maybe it was that moment I went to hold your hand

Maybe it was the fence with our elbows on it

Maybe it's because all of this feels right

One thing is for sure: our checks are sore from smiling so much.