elephants

our eyes don't seem to notice
that when they meet
it wasn't the way it was before

our lips don't seem to understand
that when they touch
it shouldn't be electric

our hands don't seem to know
that when they venture
oh so close to each other, they shouldn't touch

my heart doesn't seem to care
that when you look at me like that
there shouldn't be fluttering,
i think my heart forgot the rubble you left behind
when you ran from who i was, who i am

maybe it's just you missing me, me missing you, us,
who we were and not who we are.

here we are again, the same place where we began

only, we have so much history

and it sits between us like the proverbial elephant in a tiny room

here we are again, speaking in tongues

only, this time we are struggling to mean exactly what we say

and say exactly what we mean.

when i reach across the bed,

i know it would be different, guarded, flighty,

and yet i let my foolish heart partake in this madness.