Radiowaves

Something I wrote in literally 15 minutes; an unedited free write session.

I don’t quite know what it was

that pulled me to you, you're kindness

or your fire

That’s where you belonged

in the dry heat

of some Arizona desert

“I’ll meet you in the radiowaves”

you said

like a fool, I believed you

Empty parking lots

melted frozen yogurt

clutched in our hands

Hushed voices in white light

a silhouette

watching in the distance

We talked of better things

living different lives

wishing for anywhere but here

You held my hand

and yet I couldn’t help

but still feel alone