Glimpse

Strange not to stare at an empty bed and

not to fear what should be but isn't there,

It is one thing to theorycraft when I'm alone,

quite different when others see it done

At this point you claim to feel like an adult.

Well, didn't you always? Why try so hard

to be seen as seemingly something

that you've always really been?

Big talk turns to smaller matters,

like the expense of a foreign holiday

or how you would rather not explain

that particular twinkle in your eye.

Peering into beer at the bottom of a glass

I see many things that could and cannot be.

"Tell me our future" you said;

I replied, "We're not both alone instead."