November 29th

November 29th

is still our day

The day I walked into your arms
shaking,  
not from nerves, but from 
a multitude of nanoscopic waves,
each one whispering 
that you were choosing me

It’s the day the salt water
that always sweetly veils your eyes
when watching happy endings,
was caught on camera,
this time with extra shine
because it was your own

The day we said we would, 
with ceaseless creation,
have a future, 
a forever,
of care, 
of being there…

Forever doesn’t end

because a piece of paper 
declared it so
or because our bodies 
aren’t together
or because some days 
I think maybe it’s okay

It doesn’t just all go away

Today is still our day

It is the day
I celebrate you reviving me, 
with the finesse of an artist
who must have 
painted me in vibrant colors
a thousand times before

The day I honor 
my admiration of you, 
whose wisdom and wit
is still the foundation
I balance on
like a high wire over life

Today is the day
I acknowledge us,
for the happiness we had,
for the team we were,
for the love
we will always share

Today is still our day