Don’t Get Too Comfortable

Michelle Modugno 11th grade

Don’t get too comfortable.

Even when he murmurs I love you

In his sleep

And when your head seems to fit perfectly in the space under his chin


Whenever a gush of wind that kisses your ear feels like his lips

And every whisper in the night sounds like his name

Do not forget that he still sees every exit sign on the outstretched road

The door of possibilities is still open your him,

Although yours closed the moment you met.


Do not overlook you are not his first

Not his first hello

Not his first goodbye.