Hyphen In The Line
I told you this would happen, then it did, for the again and the since, not just you. I don’t know how many times anymore, for I have lost count. I was the last before the hyphen. Now I don’t know, because I am not sure what I have seen, but that day you became his Mrs., you looked like you, but different. Your hair was different, it wasn’t like it was when I use to look at you, stare at you and press this forever button on my machine. I wasn’t looking today, I wasn’t even trying to see.
I didn’t want to see, but the + showed me against my will only what I already believed.
I didn’t mean to find these either, I had placed them far away for that forever distant, someday… I found them by happenstance, also, this same day.
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You hated my forever machine, well, all forever machines.
It never bothered me, even when you confessed to me, that it bothered you.
I liked it when you let me see you through this machine sometimes.
I liked it when it made you cry with its weight.
You knew how heavy it can be.
Today is your birthday and this is what we looked like on my first together.
That day, my present was being allowed to look, forever. I still have the card, somewhere.
