I wonder what you would say
if you met my Brian. Would you look up at him and say (head cocked like the dog on the victrola commercial)
how?
how are you so good?
why are you so good?
I see how she loves you.
Everyone does.
And he would look at you with kindness in his eyes and his voice would drop and he would say
aww sweetie because you are me.
I want you to feel the love I feel
I want you to know what this feels like because I don’t know that you ever have.
I don’t know that I have ever felt this love for you before now.
now, when it is un/complicated.
It hurts me that this is here and you are not.
That I am here,
That you are not.
The Salty Widow 