It is sad but my biggest bucket list item with you
Was a slow dance with you
To Billie Holiday’s “I’ll be seeing you,”
In the place I thought we both fell in love,
On a wintry, cold, neon fused, magically, snowfalling
Night around closing time.
It was the first thought when I saw you years ago
When I first listened to her song.
The thought both makes me sad and keeps me in a warm cocoon
Of beautiful thoughts.
I had so much vision for something so irreversibly unreal.
Now my heart hurts knowing I will be dancing to it with someone else.