best

the rain falls hard on windshield.

i look over at her.

hair falling soft down her back. her felt hat turned away. hiding her face.

i smile.

passion always needs a maker. and she's been mine. her round glasses. her happy eyes. & a brain so funny that i'm usually on the ground uncontrollably letting my happiness show big.

i turn around & watch the big sky. & think about all the reasons i'm lost without her. i need this brighter side. this brighter side that is from barny. that side that brings the happy out of me.

i miss it.

take me back.