I remember how we danced.
And how your breath,
Matching mine,
Disfigured my bones in advance,
Contorting my spine.

I remember my spot in your pocket.
You said I’d be safe there.
I found stillness
When you locked it,
Content to be anywhere.

I remember us entwined on the shelf.
You told me that I was
A secret worth keeping.
I was unlike anyone else,
How I sing while I’m sleeping.

I remember it was just us,
Enveloped in eros,
Blind to the bind as it starts to fray.
And now you don’t see me
Like you saw me yesterday.

I remember writing our story,
To prove how it happened,
As a token for grieving.
I etched our lives out onto a page
To re-create the book worth reading.

I remember now how,
Transfixed on an else,
My world shifted too.
All I wanted was hazel,
But my eyes clung to blue.

I remember the reunion.
I evaded your gaze.
But when you gave your toast
There I knew
I romanticized your ghost.

Mae Wood