hey.
the air was cooling down
the sky was blue
i was heading north on taylor street
when i ran into you
we stopped to talk.
right there on the sidewalk
the air was new and clean
i was inbetween times.
the mountains were clearly visible
and your timing was cruel.
you said almost everything right
and your eyes shone like little j**els.
we were talking
while the temperature dropped.
i was hoping against hope
that the wheel would stop.
you were nineteen,
i was in between times.
hey.