walking down the street hand in hand
moon shines bright as the sun
in no particular direction are we headed
we just keep moving on
cool night air embracing us
stars not as abundant as they usually are
a side long glance at you
a smile appears on my face
the memories of ten years
look back over my shoulder
see the good times and bad
who am i kidding?
with you it's always good
look back at you
eyes connect
squeeze of the hand
smirks exchanged
look forward again
ten more years to come


I like how i can use incomplete thoughts and write them down and call it poetry, no matter how crappy it is.