Amanda Takes Off...

We spent the day wrapped in each other's air. Each other's space. Now you've pulled on your jacket. I am only wearing one shoe, a purple Converse sneaker. I am not ready.

I tug on your jacket hood, pout just a bit. "가고 싶지 않아..." I know you have to go, I know we'll meet tomorrow. It doesn't matter. In that moment I admit, I don't want you to go.

"You're like a cute little devil," you grin, hands touching my cheeks.

I think, I will be your shoulder angel, and your shoulder devil, if you'll let me.

You stand in the doorway while I slip on my second shoe. You're holding the door open for me to join you, walk you to the subway station. The cold air hits my face. I catch sight of your eyes—how you're looking at me. In that moment I know, You'll let me.