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I’d like to say I knew it the first time I saw you…

Here is a face I will not soon forget.

But it was all you,

there was no destiny involved

except for the fact that she dragged me along,

something like fate?

Really it was just

how things I’m afraid to say flow from you like a waterfall

You have a filter but it works perfectly

while mine is clogged with your memory-

and that was the first day.

I’d like to say I knew it the first time I saw you…

Here is a night I will not want to erase

but it will be swept off the calendar like crumbs on your table

maybe I should have known by

the careless way you throw up your hands

We spent those hours

in a splash of cerulean,

under the stars in the middle of nowhere

where the universe’s painters throw their mistakes

and the rest of the world wishes we could create a fraction of their mixed-up messy skies-

and that was the first day.