so there we were,

you -dreaming about someone else,

me – tracing the arms of a walnut tree until it bloomed into poetry,

i day dreamed about her,

you know 

that girl you thought 

you saw in 

me

the one who would be 

perfect

for your two story home 

that little wash and wear wife… 

i could never be

so i walked away

not because i didn’t love you
because Oh, how i did

but simply, 

because i wasn’t 

her

i was the one

hiding

outside your dream

whispering 

to leaves of pages as they turned past

us

the girl who waved
 

goodbye

with a pen in her hand

the one

you couldn’t

see