Eight Years

Eight years gone by so fast 
Never felt able to totally put it together 
Chapter by chapter – piece by piece, 
you look so complete to me 

But it seems 
we are tearing you apart, 
lining up allegiance and reasoning 
It falls apart, 
but someone has to pick up the pieces, 
like they always do 

Even shattered glass was once a window, 
we looked through it together and apart 
Day after day – why be surprised? 
I’ve never been able to fill in the gaps 
Eight years on, 
the gap is widening 

Moment after moment 
          Hot and cold 
                    Turned on and turned off 

MM 2000