The spell is broken
I didn’t have any money
A fancy uptown apartment
A house in the Hampshires
Or chauffeur driven car
And it seemed to be constantly raining
The heating was broken
The days were screaming into dark all too quickly
Everywhere I looked
The store fronts showed pictures of a high school reunion
Featuring sweethearts who had grown apart
Becoming somebody else’s people
So, I sat in a diner rattling cups and plates
Out of cigarettes and ideas
Looking out the window at nothing
As she walks by and back
Looking and looking again
Shaking the rain off her brolley she comes in
And that lush auburn hair I remember drops down and around
Her shoulders like so much silk
What follows are awkward sorry’s together with what and who and why
Since last we met coming out like
So much regret and rolling thunder tears
In my head I’m scribbling notes and paragraphs
Trying to rewrite the time up until now
She stops talking as if she can hear the tap of keys
Pouring out a story of two kids from the hood
Going in different directions and she smiles a smile
That cuts through the next sentence with a pick
I say sorry again and try to explain what I’ve got so far
And she says she wants more and so we talk into the night
As electricity runs between us after fifteen years
Whilst we try to fight all the reasons why not
And a year later it’s complete
I send her a copy signing it thanks for stopping
On that cold and rainy day
For breaking into my life after so long
Maybe someday we will cross paths again

Martin Elder
Fri 13th Mar 2026 14:37
Thanks for your comments Leon much appreciated and thanks to Holden and Tom for likes