Oh when do we stop falling in love
When there’s only air outside of our lungs

I made plans to cry into the East River today
I want to explain to how it started to rain
Like a marching band in the distance
It drizzled as if every droplet was planned, precise, and well rehearsed
The sun shined like the horn section and the clouds furrowed like a bass drum
All steady and spilling forth like the water flowing before me
And I added to its sorrow with mine
Attempting to feel as connected to this city as the 59th Street Bridge
There was something to be said about how Roosevelt Island
Could be so defiantly unsure
Standing confidently between the two boroughs as if it decided not to decide
I was 15 when I first heard you sing

A body like lightning
A voice like thunder
In a domed amphitheater created by an overcast night
You mesmerized
You don’t need to show me reasons
I understand those can be hard to give
You don’t need a picture, a signature, a breath
To show you exist

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