I’m Sorry

02.14.06

You thought that I was free to forget you.
I thought back, I wanted to remember.
Hunted between Betelgeuse and Rigel,
God heard me say, “He is not a monster.”

I never searched for you in all these years.
In the beginning, it never went long
Before a flood of thoughts of you returned.
Space between those thoughts mercifully grew.

Now and then a question occurs to me:
Why did you recommend C.S. Lewis?
Didn’t that car accident convert you?
I wonder how you are and what you read.

You said you fall in love too easily.
You let me in and you could walk away.
Said you’d live differently if God exists.
I never took these things seriously.

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