Vale la pena

When the choice was

Finish the day or

Finish the life

I reached for that shelf

The one in my mind

That in order to see

I’d go through hell

The one crammed

With old memories

Covered in dust

Impotent but somehow

Important.

The answer to

The question:

What are you

Looking for?

I would find the tape

Of that afternoon

And when I let it play

Then it would happen

The tension never noticed

Wouldn’t just disappear

It would melt

Like the sunlight

You walked through

To me

Waiting like

I had

Any business

Waiting in your kitchen

What kills me

Isn’t the night we had

It is the time

I’ve spent

Chasing that night

That feeling

That peace.

The tape was playing

And I came to

Only to discover that

It was her asking

And not you.