tell me

was it me?

i feel sometimes

in the deep night

awake alone 

with crickets and cicada in my ears

that it was 

you

sudden and broken and whole

in my life

you saw inside a cage

i was barely beginning to believe 

was real

and you opened the door

or maybe

gave me the keys...

and waited. 

and waited. 

but too late

too late

we were on a course

feet on dashboard

songs on radio

the ocean on our right

heading home

and suddenly

suddenly 

veered

overturned

and now

that road is closed to us.

no more familiar foot paths.

no more songs in voices

we know better than our own.

no more entwined harmonies

exhaling

exalted breaths in tandem.

lost.

forever.

forever?

tell me.

was it me?

i...

i think

it was you.

in another life.