– 1990
Were you looking for me?
I am still here, but crumbling fast.
My foundation is gone and here I am trying to make ends meet for two.
I keep on keeping on.
It is good to see you but I refuse to tell you what you want to hear.
I know, it shows all over my face.
We agree to meet for lunch.
Will you show? What will we say? What will we do?
I stand in the lobby awaiting your arrival.
I watch you stride ever so confidently towards the entrance wearing your signature smirk on your face.
Our eyes meet and all is forgiven.
Words of condolences are offered for my loss.
I accept your heartfelt words and company.
I enjoy the moment for the time being.
You offer longevity.
I don’t believe it.
We go through the motions for a season.
I awake to the ringing phone at 6:00AM.
You inform me of your departure flight to the west coast; a one-way ticket.
We close another chapter.
Again, I armor up.
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