Monday
He pays for his coffee looking at the girl at the counter
She hands him his Change
Her hand folds over his – holding – and then she walks away
He knows her , but he doesn’t know where
He grabs his pack and slips out into the street
He sees her at all the stops
Her face in the crowd
He sees her shoes
He knows them
But from where
Heels with galaxies on them
Riding the commute
On the railway
Her familiar hand squeezes his
He looks over his shoulder
But she isn’t there
She’s walking away through the crowd
He puts his ear buds in
Starts Beck’s Dreams
And walks into his apartment
He turns on the light
it’s a hospital lamp over his bed
Tuesday
Rachael stood waiting
Watching over her husband
She takes his hand and squeezes
He is in a coma
She doesn’t know if he knows she is here
But she visits
Every day at noon
She wears his favorite high heels
With the galaxies
Wednesday
He’s holding a ring in his pocket
He’s nervous
He checks the flowers
And then his watch
There she is
Right on time
He is going to propose
Sunday
It’s their wedding day
There’s a church
An aisle
A kiss
He sees her eyes
Her galaxies
Her lips
Her smile
Monday
Rachael is crying today
“Do you think he knows I’m here?”
“There’s not a lot that we can know for sure …this is fairly uncharted territory. I’m sorry. Take all the time you need.”
Today Rachael is taking him off life support. She takes his hand
Kisses his lips
One year
A hundred thousand visits
Uncharted memories …
Monday
He is old
Tired
He comes in
Sees her lying in bed
Laying down beside her
He holds her
And they fall asleep together
And he thinks of all the times he saw her
Her face in the crowd
Their life together
He is thankful
He loves her
Amazing, I love it.