Orpheus to Eurydice
I can now go months without remembering you. I’m fine until I get crippled by the thought of you while I’m cleaning out the closet. I think of when you waved, back turned and leaving. You’re not supposed to look back, I knew that. Only, I thought you were right on my heels. I thought I was leading you home. I thought you would follow me through the darkness, that you would be okay once we reached the light. They promised me I could bring you back to me if I kept up the high notes. Don’t look back, you’re not going that way, they said, and I should have listened.