A Road Expectant
We get to carry each other, carry each other
One"
- One, by U2
Traffic slows
Cars merge to and from the on ramp and freeway,
zippering in
A metal ballet.
I think about the last time I drove from my apartment to work
and how I didn’t know it would be the last time,
the time before,
Before I moved in with my fiancé
before he was my fiancé
before our lives were as fully melded together
Shared loads of laundry tumbling in the dryer
shared bookshelves, meals, walks, and laughs.
I take the route to work which is still new
I never marked that first drive in my mind,
so now, I do
Celebrating the newness, with a pensive goodbye to the loss of the past
the loss of the apartment shared with my sister
us uptown girls, place decked in pink
red wine memories of holidays and a pet bunny
Exchanged for my love’s kiss when I walk in the door
for him handing me tissues when I cry
and for morning coffee in varying flavors
enjoyed in our abundance of mugs.
I will drive home tonight, eager to see him
I am cognizant of the sweet newness, savoring it
I drive home, the ghosts of past goodbyes flashing past my vision
with the heady taste of expectant bliss on my lips.
I share the road with what is coming and has come before
the moments which will be marked and remembered
along with those which dash past
like cars on the freeway
like a million scattered moments
Binding together
as we go.
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