It's Just the Times We're In. Wait for me.

Raleigh NC

Description

We were supposed to meet last year on our way to the mailboxes at civil twilight on a hot July night or at a Labor Day party cold drinks in hand. In a parallel universe our paths crossed at some roadside bar, old country music groaning from a dusty jukebox; ghosts of what might have been haunting the shadows between neon lights. I hoped to find you in the least likely place between the summer and winter solstice or perhaps when 2020 became a hush; a memory with a flip of a page. Somewhere on another plane in another life all that should've been is playing out like a record on repeat. Somewhere I have found you. I am in agony. I am in love. Perhaps 2021 will be our year. I'm sure I'll know you when I see you. My heart could never forget a face I haven’t met.