Just my opinion…

I didn't wash that shirt

the one you wore

barelegged in my new kitchen

unaware of my gaze 

making french toast

talking like this was nothing

not out of the ordinary at all

I told you that you were beautiful

you laughed without reservation

without pity "Oh Aiden you are nuts"

everything and nothing

when that little boy 

slept on my chest

and you looked away

It was December 

neither; wanted to alone

to feel it all

losing the world in an Albany snow

the flight you missed

the impromptu christmas

of gingerbread and popcorn 

a pillow fight 

But you went home

and I didn't stop you