on the first day of october

today i went for a walk

along the coast, it was beautiful and blue-

there were gardens with lovely flowers

red rocks and weathered trail signs.

i listened to music on the car ride

there and back, i listened to all of

folklore, the whole album, twice through.

i had a chocolate donut this morning

after i walked to the post office

to drop off a letter i've been meaning to send.

i checked out a book at the library,

one i've been meaning to read.

i answered twenty-three pointless questions

about the play othello, and studied

for a math test i'm pretty sure i'm going to fail.

a standard sunday for me, except for one thing-

all day i've been thinking how you love flowers and

the color blue, how you hate chocolate (i'll never

forgive you for that one), how you told me i would

love folklore, how you said you were going to

write me so many letters i'd get sick of them

(i'd never), how you quoted mary oliver to me,

and lemony snicket, how you said my favorite

historical figures needed therapy, and how you

stayed up all night finishing the economic essay

i finished last week, and you're probably studying

for that math test right now, except you're going to

pass it and i won't.

i've been thinking of how your side profile looked

while you were driving me home as the sun set,

how you looked a me while i tried a matcha latte

for the first time, and how you put your hands on

my shoulders and moved me away from a tall guy

who seemed intent on elbowing me in the face.

i also thought about how your eyes lit up when you

talked about the egyptians measuring their painted

figures, how you sat on the roof during a storm alone

and smiled at me when i went completely still because

of my crippling fear of wasps.

i also think i fell just a tiny bit in love with you when you

said you had a wax sealing kit, or hated hot weather, or

picked up a cat from a random sidewalk in the city and

named him mouse or when you insisted that you take me

out to breakfast for eggs benedict because it's your favorite

food ever, but it's probably too early to tell.