spots in my memory

i’ve spent too much time focusing on the negative spaces, bridges between gaps

failing to recognize us

stumbles between shutter snaps

less encumbered by what restrained smiles and carefree denials brought, when we were spontaneous, without warning

curious

left yearning

exercise those recollections

picture book romance

divided into sections

beginning

middle

end

transitions don’t exist, framed explanations for why

reel back, it’s worth while

piled up resentments, towered over yesterday’s smile-wide dream

knock it down

we can’t restart

continue

turn the corner where we fell away, frailty

okay

spots aren’t deserted

balance

for where we’ve been