We walked together.

You gave me your apple and sald,
“For the tooth fairy.”
 
I learned to fly.
You told me you loved me and
“I’1l see you in Texas.”
 
Past tempered – shattered,
Someone new. I cried,
“One step forward, two steps back.”
 
One knock and then another,
Stoned, between there and Nitro.
“Give me a call when you get this.”
 
You invited me with you, like Virgil,
To the land of confrontation.
“Good luck. I’Il see you when we get back.”
 
I brought the portrait
Of all of us from before.
“Can I have a hug?”
 
You shook, and I –
I was paralyzed.
“It’ll get better.”
 
I couldn’t feel the rain.
You couldn’t either.
And neither of us could speak.