Pulling inspiration from Laura Foley's poem "Year End," we were told to write a poem about a relationship that never should have happened. The "never" could be time, space, ages, nature differences, etc. I had a different idea, but then I realized it would be more fun to spin this one a little. I decided to write about the day my partner and I met. When I say we circled each other for years, it's no exaggeration. He lived with my coworker three years before I met him. We met in August 2020, AKA when COVID was still raging pretty hard. It was another three months before we spoke again and then about three weeks after that before we started dating. It's now been three years... I guess three is significant. I chose to write with lines of three for the three years we've been together, but I guess it could be for the various threes in our lives!
For years we have circled
Fighters stalling in the ring
Completely unaware the other existed.
I heard you name mentioned over coffee
A whisper in the wind
The roommate of a coworker.
I sat on your couch as she bandaged my hand
A middle finger to the world beating me down
But you didn't walk through the door.
A birthday party in a pandemic
Almost like confetti at a funeral
Except this one we were laughing.
You called shotgun and jumped in front
Before we drove around town and circled back
As if we were following a treasure map.
The summer moonlight cast the yard in soft white
Like a wedding veil on a church floor
While we sat and talked until the wee hours.
We didn't know it then
Fortune tellers we are not
But that was the first day of forever.
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