If a cherry tree is a cherry tree

And my aim is true

Where did I leave you & you?

In a broken car I never knew about?

Inside a heart pendant held by an angel?

In a soft letter with ink running left outside all night?

I thought we’d see you

That we’d be proud

And happy

I thought we’d shine

together or lightyears away

and how that absolutely wouldn’t matter.

Your long legs & warm arms that I thought would always want to hug me

And it turns out I was very wrong

How about smoking?

How about painting with me?

I’ll light a candle for wherever your heart lands…

I’ll be hoping it’s safe

I’ll be hoping it’s on target

I’ll be hoping it’s not a secret from me

But either way,

I’ll be okay.