He waited and watched
The sun rise
And the sunset
Your bones ache
And he felt himself getting older
Sometimes at night
He remembered the smell of her hair
The way her lips tasted
He thought about how solitude
Seemed to fill the space in this new home
And how quickly life changes
In the evenings he would walk his dog
And sit outside watching the sunset
He would write letters
He would never send
And he wondered
If there would be one morning
When he would look in the mirror
And not see a 30 year old
But a 50 year old
The strangeness of how life moves like that …

Sometimes