It really hit home
when Scott looked into my
diverted eyes, already out the door
and told me he knew I had
my ups and downs, that it would be o.k.
and what a joy it was to have me around,
though I could tell he knew I’d lost faith
and let me go without it getting weird,
holding my breath till the ignition caught
then wailing to the heavens refusal
I felt her worried words in my worried head—
who would you be without all this pain?
I think you’re beautiful, but
are you too afraid to find out?—
and answering her honestly
yes, to no avail,
just the car behind me
laying on the horn
telling me to run—
Scott’s message from my airport layover
let me know I’d be o.k.
What he said was for my ears,
nothing special, but
I keep it like a talisman.