Day 2: day and night

Venice. January 2021.

day and night.

I still taste the gin on your lips.

Emboldened by a night cap and the tinge of the salty air.

It was easy to make promises under the cloak of cobalt skies.

A love so clandestine.

First to protect us, then to conceal me.

I used to fantasize about the future, now I idealize the past.

My heart doesn’t do me the courtesy of indifference, so I long for the cover of the night, where the opal moon kept our secrets.

One day, when I’m long past loving you and just short of resenting you, I’ll still wonder if your words were true or freckled with lies.

So measured with your omissions.

I hear you’re happy now with someone else.

I imagine you fell in love under the bloom of lavender skies or on the promise of a cinnamon summer.

The day so bold and brazen. No veil to cover you, just truth.

Maybe the warm haze of the morning light is what lets you love softly now — not how loving me was so covert.

I thought no one could love you like I do, but it turns out that wasn’t what you wanted anyhow.

Song: Who Love You Like I Do — Donna Missal

Songs so easily transport back to specific times in my life and this was the song I had on repeat during January of 2021. Every time I hear it, it brings me right back to the mental headspace I was in.