January 30th.

It was salty 

Like semisweet pistachio ice cream 

The air that makes the ocean breeze 

And unpacked memories. 

 

It was subtle 

Sharing a day of everything and nothing 

Filled with talking and laughing and reminiscing 

Different from the detailed plans made while daydreaming. 

 

It’s these scenes 

Of talking, just you and me 

It’s simple and surprising - 

Everything I didn’t know I dreamed 

In the space between.