Jameson (I just wanted to say goodbye)

Last night while I slept 

you were completely different.

And so was I.



You smiled.

And you were a little bit taller, tall enough to make me feel 
a little bit safer. 

You smiled down at me and 
god those smiles 
and held me tight and I said

“I’m finally over you but now I want to just…”

and there were no words just a tighter squeeze around your 
neck,

and the way I reached 
god the way I reached 
my chin over the right nape of your neck was somehow different 
this time.

You were happy

in a way I’d never seen.
The hesitation in your arms was gone.

When he held me,
sweet Jameson, he didn’t have that hesitation. 

Maybe that’s why I fell in love.

Cherry blossoms fall
in a gravity-less space.
The symbol I choose for it is the word “love”.

Elle B. Hunter