the cycle

every year this day,

I think about the idea of shifting the calendar by one digit

and wonder how I have kept thinking about those

three months that are now three years ago

even though for you, it is now a distant memory

during this time, I dream of you a lot

and when my eyes are closed, my heart

experiences just a fragment

of what

only you have made me feel

I hope you know

you brought out the best of me that ever was

just for that era