The frogs at night.

Washougal WA

Description

You dreaded the long walk home. Just thinking about what those long stretches and inclines were about to do on yer lard ass was taxing enough. It was dark and I never knew how much you feared it until your reaction. Completely unnecessary yet welcoming. It was a long walk after that yet there was an energy to it. Conversation. Turns and twists along the forested path up. We could hear all the frogs at night echo to each other. Which in turn sparked another old memory to share with me. Then silence. And then your silence. I knew exactly what was happening with you at that moment. I try not to coddle because yer tough. Sometimes the closeness is difficult for me. But for that moment I could see you and those are the times I most enjoy in this life. When we're stripped down to the very core of ourselves. And we can just be. Or maybe I'm high... and this is our life.