On the first of June
I met a boy with
Blue eyes
And rough hands
He was never part of the plan

That night I kissed him
Under all the arcade lights
It was a perfect night

I would’ve counted
Every star with him
And as nights blurred into days
His smile never seemed to fade

Over time
My smile, for once
Was real
And I wore it for him
Every day

We laughed between the stacks
Even after
We were told to “hush!”
His eyes lit up when he laughed

The minute our lips separated
I was thirsty all over again
And hours watching clouds with him
Were never long enough

But my blue-eyed boy knew
That in August
He would have to watch me
Pack my life away

He was going to observe me
Avoid eye contact
While I watched him
Help my Dad
Load suitcase after suitcase
Into the truck


And lumps would form in my throat
Because goodbye would be
Farthest from what I wanted to say


Its still June
But I don’t want time
To take my sunshine away