on my way back
to my bachelor apartment
her perfume still in my nose
her heat still on my skin
my mind replayed
the evening:
we sat with the kids
laughing at
“Spongebob Squarepants”
and after they fell asleep,
we did likewise
in each other’s embrace.
It felt like home,
but there I was
driving back to a place
I called home.
As I came up
to the intersection of
Alessandro and Moreno Beach
an idea I’d banished
long ago
floated in
like a leaf
through an open window
and suddenly,
it was clear,
and I said it aloud:
“I’m going to marry that girl.”
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