at work my favorite place
is in the back where I can
submerge my hands in the
warm dishwater and not
talk to anybody.
in the front the music that I
used to listen to reminds me of
brick walkways and dusky green
and you
and the essence of those moments
slips into my soul and I
ache.
this is just another moment
when I know I could never
stop loving you
even if I wanted to.