Perspective

You are an old habit in a new
place. You are my thirty day
challenge with a year of memories
along for the ride. You hide my
secrets like they are your own.

I am the potential that makes
you wonder.
I am the "go to" for stability.
I am the bittersweet memories.

Let us focus on the sweetness
of rainy days.
Let's be the place we can't
walk away from.
Let us be, us, no longer you
and I.

Maybe we were blind
before perspective
gave us
beginning.