My head is clouded and I’m echoing,
echoing in my own head.
Repeating my own phrases again and again and again.
This full circle life we lead—
We live, we love, we leave. Never past tense. Always now. Always continued.
The movies, a party, a museum.
I promise I’ll say yes.
How many times can I wish I said yes?
A matter of distance, a matter of energy—
It just doesn’t matter anymore.
The memories we made will have to be enough.
You’re out of audible range, though I sometimes feel you near.
Now you’re everybody’s forever best friend.
The kind of love that belongs to a full-grown heart;
This storm will continue to hold me.
Always now. Always happening.
Because you are and always will be.
October 30, 2012