a promise

What it meant to be to be wanted
What it still means

This is an old wound
This is an old old deep deep wound

You were beautiful
And you wanted me
And you let everyone see it

On the train
In the hallway
In your apartment
On the bus
On the sidewalk
In the pizzeria

And I was so grateful
I gave a piece of myself to you

Forever

And you took it with you
To the grave

I hope you did

Didn’t you?