We fell in love on the playground

Slowly over time I peeled 

back my arm linked in yours

Your soft shoulder in the space 

between my armpit and breast

I miss you in small moments

Like when my phone won’t charge

Because of lint in the charging port

Because it was you that carefully fixed it

Last time and this time I might have

Damaged it by being too rough with a needle

I don’t visit you in the multiverse

Anymore but I always wonder if 

you’ll walk past me while I’m supervising recess

I’d be inside the chainlink cage and you’d be out

You’d be walking past trying to look without looking

Your heart would race and if it were me I’d be awash 

In the shock of having time traveled

Implying that the one who is still in the playground has 

Stayed in the past never moved forward

But I think you would be damned in the

Self conscious present very aware of the right now

And how to escape it but you know I wouldn’t let you

I’d make very secure eye contact and talk to you 

Through the fence about how this feels like time travel

The two of us in proximity with the wood chips and the slides