If either of us had been more mature
we both agreed
we'd likely still be married
easy to say
some fifteen years after the fact
and maybe true
but just as possibly
we'd still make hurtful housemates
nonetheless she struck a chord
in me a heady mix of love
nostalgia and regret
and with her eyes
as always so alive
so calm and loving
this despite her choice
to leave for good the partner
who would not
could not commit
I found it easy to imagine re-igniting
our love except of course we've both moved on
she leaving the west coast
and me well settled
in a marriage
made as they say in heaven
so we left the table each one wishing
the other well
happy to have acknowledged
the love we both still feel
and to be friends
and knowing it's for life