Missing
This place is so full of memories…
I see it as clearly as if it was yesterday… You’re moving around the room, fixing your clothes, drying your hair, while I watch from the sidelines, wondering to myself how I could have been so lucky.
I see Poe from the corner of my eye… sitting on the bed, watching his mom and dad get ready to go out, observant eyes taking everything in.
I see the warmth of the sunlight reaching in through the gaps in the curtains, and am held breathless when you smile at me. The touch of your hand still lingers on my skin, and I smell the sweet scent of your favorite perfume…
I find myself transported back in time… to Hira-cho. We’re walking and laughing, hand in hand, hurrying to catch the next bus downtown as the afternoon sun lays it’s gentle rays upon us.
I remember the ramen shop, where the proprietor knew us by face, and was always ready with a smile and two warm towels. I remember how you would oscillate between your two favorite dishes and decide on which was most appropriate. I remember the gentle farewells each time we left the shop.
It’s been almost a year since you left this place, but I still remember it like it was yesterday.
I miss my babies…