you + me

January 7, 2010
3:11 pm

come March in the spring
i will have spent
enough moons to
shake off this frown -
you will belong to
someone else's shoulder,
dark and cinnamon,
wild and near;

come june and the sky
i will drive by the lake
smell the seagulls and their cries,
and i will have
lain enough battles down
saltwater and scabs
over miles and photos

and i will have
enough to get by
and i will have
spent too much time
and i will have
said my goodbyes

and i will have
said my goodbyes.