I walk<\/p>\n
The streets laid out before me like a thousand unbidden promises.<\/p>\n
Which way?<\/p>\n
I could walk down here toward<\/p>\n
The little antique shops which sell dolls without limbs;<\/p>\n
Faintly scratched vinyl records;<\/p>\n
A copy of “The Merchant of Venice” missing its last page;<\/p>\n
Somebody else’s life.<\/p>\n
But I don’t want somebody else’s life. \u00a0I want mine. That life I had with you.<\/p>\n
I could go to the park.<\/p>\n
Lying in the sun, knitting daisy chains and talking about the future that we both knew was scorched by lies.<\/p>\n
I could go home.<\/p>\n
But home is not down these streets. \u00a0That is where your home is; your home with her.<\/p>\n
You call out as you see her, but as she turns her head to cross the road, you know it is not she.<\/p>\n
I will go home.<\/p>\n
I will lie tonight on the back garden and look up at the same sky that is above you. \u00a0And wonder if you are watching it too.<\/p>\n
I write a pattern in the stars that tells how this girl met this boy. And though he wasn’t hers<\/p>\n
He became hers.<\/p>\n
I am that girl.<\/p>\n
It turns out that you were never really that boy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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