She's waiting, for me to smile, she's waiting...

Explicable joy. [written Tuesday]

This has been the best summer ever - and I lead a terribly charmed life.

The weekend was unreal, as in entirely epic, too beautiful for actual words, too incredible to say nothing about. I ran through the pouring rain amid soaked, light reflecting streets, took chances, was so (in)explicably happy, made countless unspoken knowing glances, smiled, didn't overact, had an understanding in my head - in my heart - that everything is going to change and this is the present moment and it is changing while we're in it.

We floated down the river, skipped stones and watched them slip away. Passages of time stood still on birthday island. In one particular, you walked towards me after juggling 4 rocks and we stayed still and smiled. I could hear the sound of the current but there was no motion. You hugged me and it was almost as if both of us knew that nothing at this moment would be as good. I kissed your shoulder and turned to release another stone into the river bend.

He puckers his lips in moments of contemplation, but cannot hold very long - succumbs - and let's out the best smile.  His eyes drift into the distance like mine, and the silences are golden. [I am going to miss him]