the year of letting go

i'm having a great time listening to you talk about losing chances. that is clapping my hands celebrating the end of the day. that is showing you my stains just so you can show me yours and say we're the same. as teenage girls. as long lost loves and everyday is the same day if you don't wear a mask. close to your heart. to celebrate the way we came to this place of feeling by clasping hands. palm to palm. that leaving is untenable. like a lost chance.