You Remember What Is Lost, And You

He Took Her Hand And They Started Walking Toward The Baggage Claim. They Didn't Say Anything To Each Other. They Swung Their Held Hands Like Little Kids, Like They Believed Anything Could Happen, Like They Might Take Off Soaring Into The Air. All The Things You Wanted To Happen Could Happen. Why Not?

She Cared About Him Too Much, And He Was A Dangerous Person To Love. He Wouldn't Love Her Back.

I Did The Searching And Remembering, She Did The Disappearing And The Forgetting.

They Were Here All At Once, But Not Together. Survival Took Self-absorption, And It Made Them Strangers With Nothing To Do And No Way To Relate. Emergencies Gave You A Shape And A Plot To Take Part In, While Death Was No Story At All. It Left You Nothing.

The Phone Was Her Worst Enemy And Her Best Friend But She Never Knew Which Until She Answered It.