Today I found your picture
in my messy and overstuffed wallet:
an old knight with a non-shining armor
who stole my heart a thousand years ago.
It was hidden in some secret compartment,
a hole that was made from
too much change –
not the change we ever made together.
I stared at it
debating whether or not to toss it
into the garbage
a painful past
full of secrets and deceit.
I held it tightly,
for whatever unknown reason,
tracing the image smiling back,
remembering the moment
it was captured
as it played out
like an old black and white movie.
To my surprise I replaced it back in the wallet
as if that could replace how I feel
now after so many years
and finally accepting the choices
that have molded me to become
a woman you never got to meet.
Moments later I felt water run down my face,
and I looked up to see if the ceiling was leaking.
I realized I had unresolved emotions
so I allowed the tears to arrive
until I began to laugh at the change
that could be placed inside of
my old wallet,
my new life,
and this forgiving heart.