We played on
The seesaw up
And down and
Up and down
Laughing at how
Odd we were
Yet still balanced
But then one
Day there wasn’t
You across from
Me and I
Didn’t know how
To rise again
And then I
Discovered me alone
I pushed to
Stand and finally
My own balance
No more games
No more tipping
Just me there
On my own
In the story
Of us there’s
No happy ending
No happily ever-after
You and I
Are simply a
Fade to black
And roll credits
As our friends
Quietly shuffle away
Entertained and sad
By our non-ending
Ending wondering if
There might be
A sequel but
Both of us
Are already committed
To new projects
You and I
One hit wonders
There are many
Things that I
Remember about you
The most poignant
Are by far
The least important
Things as silly
And as simple
As the way
In which I
Lit your cigarette
To forget that
I quit smoking
All together rather
Than remembering it
I tend to
Build new relationships
On the shoulders
Of old ones
As though my
Love is a
Seven layer cake
With the sweetest
Filling at the
Bottom not because
It’s the best
Just the first
Upon which all
Others are measured
Standing here at
The station watching
So many trains
Go by checking
Checking and checking
My watch again
Waiting then hoping
Then once realizing
That this journey
Is mine alone
I’ll leave you
Here right where
I found you
Because you belong
Here not me
Good bye Bean
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 