Untitled 2 (ramblings)

by Riles (2019; revised in 2022)

I think of the moment often.

When it was all out in front of me,

And I could have chosen differently...

Oh how quickly I caught the ball then,

But oh how quickly I dropped it.

I think of the moment often.

When my head was violently unraveling,

And you somehow brought me up from the valley...

I think of the moment often.

When we looked out over the ocean,

And all I had to do was say the simple notion...

I think of the moment often.

When it was just us and an ancient town,

And how all I had to do was make a simple sound.

I think of the moment often.

When you last were truly dancing around my mind,

And it seemed as though, for a moment, we stepped out of time...

Yes. I think of those moments often—

How quickly I dropped them, or

When and where and why they happened.

But, ultimately, I think of just how differently they can all be imagined...