Meld

When we walked together
We walked as one
I never felt accompanied
I felt enlarged

When we looked at things
We had two eyes
One mind interpreting
I saw things as I never had

Your hand in mine was my own hand
We never touched
We occupied one another
Molecules circling molecules

In the rain one day, I felt sad
You captured my eyes
And I saw what you saw
My sadness withered.

My mouth spoke silently to you
You never heard my all
My fault
My mistake irreparable

If memory is a treasure house
I own jewels and pearls
But memory is smoke
It fades and goes