Elucidating Questions

Weddings are strange

Slightly off to the side

You realise where you are woven in to someone’s story

Or not so

Whispering your name

Wondering what you’re doing

Remembering my name next to hers on her marriage license

But we haven’t spoken for years.

Years.

It’s become years.

Thinking fondly of what you could be doing

They said a wedding was coming

I thought it was my own

But it’s not.

I still think of you

I’d still like to try

I love you

I’m thinking of you

I’m thinking of you

I love you