You got accepted today.
A school you’ve
Dreamed of going to
Since day one.
A little place
In Oregon.
Your lips pulled back,
Like theatre drapes,
In a smile that was
Beaming.
You fiddled with your
Sweater sleeve in ecstasy,
Tugging at the loose yarn
At the fringe.
I grinned and pulled you
Into my arms.
I told you,
You deserved it,
And I spoke the truth.
But did I deserve this?
I’m selfish,
For no real good reason,
We’re not even
The best of friends.
But the thought,
Of all that space
Between us,
Snips at my heartstrings
Like the rusted pruning shears
In my mother’s shed.
We would make arbitrary promises
To keep in touch.
But I think we both knew,
Distance and time,
Would unravel us.