We started out in a cemetery. I should’ve taken that as a sign. This cute gravedigger would bury, bury me alive. But I couldn’t see what was in front of me. I was so in love at the time. These days I’m amazed, she seems so unfazed while I’m mourning a love that just died. And we used to ride side by side. But we ran out road. We ran out of time. We parted ways at Bamboo Café. I’ll never go back there again. A tonic and gin, two Yuenglings and then I’m not sure if we’re even friends. I felt broken and sad so I paid the tab but I still had to unlock our bikes. I took off the u-lock. We hugged on the sidewalk. I thought about what it was like when we used to ride. I wish I hadn’t memorized the tattoos on your skin. The way you used to mesmerize, why did you let me in? Just to let me go, I know its what you had to do. I miss you.