Trying to imagine

where I am

standing by the side of the road.

Thinking about memories

thinking about a time

when I really didn’t know

where I would be

in another decade

or in time.

I think about her,

and I remember,

standing here with her,

holding hands,

feeling the icy frost

of the winter’s night,

looking at the stars,

imagining nothing else

could ever come in between,

we were together.

Standing on the side of the road,

imagining what life

might be again

if we could circle back

and remember

what it was

held us here together

time in those moments

when time really didn’t change

We just were in the moment.

That was a happy time.