The day you came into my life
I forgot the tongue hours spoke.

I could not remember
the words in the cardboard.

What was time before you,
before us?

Still fragile as the doubts
hanging in your curly hair,
I walk forward.

I walk through my memories.

I used to carry you everywhere
in my clumsy hands,
like a stamp collection.

As the ordinary days came along,
everything was different,
You were ever-present eternity.

Here now,
my crestfallen eyes long a chance
to have that shared kiss
one more time.

I still keep you warm,
up my fireplace,
the dust never bothered me,

but I feel
I lost myself
as a human.

I am semi-ruined
as a lonely half ought to be.

What comforts me is that
our future is written on the stones.

We are not broken,
not yet.