When I think about the fact that
I like you.
I worry that I’ve fallen
for a fool.
With miles between us
All I have are fleeting
Especially the sweet ones cradled
in my mind.
But who am I to gauge the human
When I can hardly manage mine?
Perhaps it’s one of those things
I learn without you telling.
Not thinking it mattered.
Perhaps you have it together
and in time I’d figure that out.
But really we didn’t have much time.
Right from the start
The finish line loomed in front of us.