chosen (Day 14, NPM)

chosen


belief in fate, love across a crowded room, or love at first sight
will only get you so far.

you ask me when I began loving you
but there are moments where I find myself not loving you

long before time mattered
you chose me
and I chose you
and in the great sleep we allowed ourselves to forget
but the promise laid there in the warmth of our chests

you almost can't believe your luck, to have found me as you have,
but I know we were always meant to.

off San Pedro Ave. (Day 10, NPM)

I've lost it now
saw you once
then kept trying
to find you

2nd floor hallway,
no one really fitting in the apartment
the neighbors bribed with beer
to allow the racket.
you perched in the back
with your sticks and bass pedal

we did and continue to avoid
each other's eyes.
though now you are truly not
going to be mine

I should have known
after all we worked at being an omission
in the other's life, a blur


even acknowledging this,
i remember the click of pool tables
the slick walkway to my garage apartment
the moon's light across your face
your eyes wanting me