That Mattered More

[michaelboy]

I carved your name on a desk in a grade school classroom once with hopes that you would see it and under countless streetlights I scratched your initials on the curb with a yellow sandstone rock.

And you would write the same thing upside down but it still all meant the same because it was the shape of the letters that mattered more than the distance of miles on roads

Comments

[keplers_angels]

I love this

[michaelboy]

Thank you. I love recalling the birth of such feelings as they are the building blocks of how and who I am.