20 years and its going to be May
I say, where does the exchanged love go
When all else fades
And our laughter is replaced by maids
Where does our deep love go?
Rooftop chatter
Brown lunch bags
And witty banter
12 years together
In a school system
Preaching manners
Where does the love go
When im stagnant in my thoughts
But you all are physically absent
Before tragedies, traumas and loss
“Its always there”
He had told me
“It doesnt disappear”
As if that’s music to my ear
It’s out of touch
I’m out of sync
20 years go by in a blink
We were so full of joy
Grandma had told me my poses were “coy”
I think I’m ready to embrace my next chapter
Whatever will be
I can no longer remain in this fantasy
Where time stands still
Before I got ill
Where does the love go?
Was she a friend or foe
I shake my head and answer:
“I truly don’t know”
Shared birthdays and restaurant outings
I can still hear our class chanting
And today, the question does remain:
Where does the love go
Was it all in vain?


