sometimes a change is so big that it changes your life.

i would not have been to the many places i have been to

if that change never took place, or if the way it took place

was misplaced. would that be possible?

sometimes i think every step of the way has to mean something,

that we do not circle around for no reason, that

no step is a step of time wasted, as no time wasted is not a step worthwhile.

we were almost gone. we were there. we were not

and we were as much there again as we were not.

you wanted it. you waited and it happened.

you live like a moment collector, collecting moments,

good and beautiful ones.

the idea that you are mine makes me more yours

but how insane it is

to feel so much for the same person

for a time so long.