For Brittany, Graduation, May 2005
Sometimes in my dreams,
I am slipping along the crack between the two worlds,
and you are suddenly with me, except you don’t know why.
You’re embarrassed
I’ve caught you so easily. Like I didn’t even try.
You thought you were all alone, flying high above the forest, but I was watching your eyes.
I hate to tell you this Brittany,
but there’s no place to hide anymore.
Not even the little closet.
There’s only the Mountain between the two worlds that no one
has ever climbed.
But listen, Brittany,
here’s what I really came to tell you: Love doesn’t care.
And it never did.