Reconsider

The hardes part

Returning to this place

Deep in the woods

The place with the abandoned shed

The one with old Time magazines

And a rusted typewriter

The one you used 

To write love poems from air

It became our ritual

Stopping here to pause time

Because time can ruin

Something so lovely

When you're not paying attention

I can see where the walls once stood

What remains

Crumbling wood beams

Silence and yearning

The sound of a tapping

Typewriter

Imprinting nothing on air

The most beautiful nothing

I'll never forget