I saw you tonight
in a crowded place, as the now old song goes
though I pretended I didn’t see
but of course you knew
or maybe you’ve forgotten how to read me like an open book as you once could
walking to my car I counted the years
since you left without a goodbye
has it been 12?
a dozen years since I lost the closest friend I’ve ever known
who knew me more than I’ve ever been known
you were my first and I was yours, but you were sitting next to your last holding a baby I hadn’t heard news of
so I looked away after I saw you watching me
for the first time in a dozen years
I think I saw you lift your hand in my peripheral
I didn’t look back because I couldn’t bear to wave back
you and I don’t wave
we embrace, we kiss, I inhale your breath as you hold me inside
to wave after what we were might break me or make me heave
who would you have made me if you’d stayed? who would I have made you?
two tangled vines take different turns than one alone
if there are infinite realities, in how many millions are you now sleeping with your dark-haired head in my lap?
surely this reality, us apart, is the abnormal one
together alone we were perfect
do you remember so far back?
the first three years were peaceful and happy
holding hands every moment
not a single harsh word
is my memory of you true?
there was no struggle until the interlopers intervened
you were sitting next to one of them tonight
wearing a ring he got you
we held on a few more years
a dozen years since our last kiss, though I can still smell you, still taste you, still hear your laugh, still see every memorized inch of you, and still feel your warm belly against mine
somewhere in the back of my imagination, we remain together as we are in all but this strange reality
tomorrow I will return to the life I made since you left without a goodbye
you will drift again to the back of my imagination
I just wanted you to know, I saw you tonight
and I wish for you everything that’s good in life.
About the Creator
Otis Adams
Otis Adams is an essayist, fiction writer, and poet. He enjoys and writes about chess, boxing, and television history.
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