tonight I went searching for the title of the car
and I found all sorts of things in my memento’s drawer that I’d forgotten about.
Things like awards my now-20 year old won in first grade, a baggie full of baby teeth
one tiny shoe and some booties my mother in law knitted for my 14 year old when she was born.
I dug under the pile of hand-made mother’s day card’s and letters written to Santa.
Folded up into a tiny square I found it. Not the title.
A faded and worn love note from over twenty years ago.
A tortured admittance of love lust and longing from a long-ago boyfriend and blurred by my own tears when we broke up a few months after it was written.
Even now I can feel a little teary.
Not because I miss him. That was too long ago.
But because that untamed, free, wild and hopeful love…
that kind of thing only happens once, and only when you are young.
I remembered summer nights and passionate declarations
Promises to take me away, and my firm belief in forever…
I folded up the letter and put it back in bottom of the drawer. I will save it forever
to treasure the memories
of who I used to be.
May 16
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