The Past and Present Dance

You get to look at both

every single day.

When you look at them 

you can see how 

both connect.

The past

and the present.

Their eyes and smile.

Its a standing

tribute to a love

story you once 

had.

Whatever missteps

or mistakes 

you both made

you can 

look at them

and see each 

other in your 

children.

I do not have

that.

I barely

have any pictures.

The letters

I let float 

away.

But I had 

a past.

A love story.

Part of it I let 

go in the woods,

on a trail.

But I don’t 

get to see 

it take shape 

in another 

chapter.

You get to.

It makes me 

sad.

Its like those 

20 years never

happened.

All I have

is a pair 

of his

boxers.

Strange thing

to keep.

When I put

them on 

I am reminded

of a love story

That was 

a lifetime 

ago.

Maybe our 

next chapter

is knowing

that only 

you and I

know what 

that love 

was.

What our 

story was.

Maybe 

that is our

dance.