The place was packed at six-thirtyish
whenever I arrived
and I found my way to one of three
consecutive and only
open seats.

I dropped my *** on the one furthest
away from the door
and opened up a new tab for myself
by middle-clicking on
the bartender.

She brought me a sloppy pint of lager first
then reached for Jackie-D
and I moved my hand to place my palm
over the circumference of
my shot glass.

Straight into her eyes I inquire about my curse:
"what kinds of brandy?"
then she stammers, and glances at the speedrack
under the cacophony I mutter:
"Christian Brothers."

Minds knowingly shelter all that they despair,
despite their fears.

I imagined I gave you,
All the love in every vein I could,
Every part of me I thought was good,
And every word I knew I should,
Share with you.

I imagined your hand in mine,
Comforting me when I was down,
Pulling me out when I almost drowned,
Accepting me when I found,
Another inside.

I imagined I held you,
When your ocean eyes were filled with tears,
When your perfect heart was drilled with fear,
When all you wanted was not to hear,
Deafening noise.

I imagined I was there,
When happiness lost its ring,
When you needed me more than anything,
When all you wanted was to hear me sing,
My love to you.

I imagined a world where you and I could share glances with each other,
Or gaze for eternity,
Where time lost its hold,
And let us slip between the hours,
In an endless embrace

I imagined an infinity of loving you,
But none of it outshone reality.