I remember the days, years ago,
negotiating our terms of living together
Learning to navigate each other

It was an awkward and exciting time
Nothing was too much to ask,
nothing too small to remember

Here we are now, in our days of gold,
trying to agree on what we should plant in our garden,
or which book we should both read next

I’ll fall asleep tonight next to you
with a chance to see my best friend again
in the dusty amber morning light,
filtered through windows
you asked me to clean weeks ago!