Let's Say Four Months Poem by Eli MorenoDrew

You can stand there,
arms akimbo and a lackluster smile,
talking to him for hours
but the elephant in the room
won’t get off my chest so we can talk.

When you left, I thought your troubles
Would leave too.

I could be wrong.
However,
You’re talking of love right now
And like trouble,
We seldom talk of love
Unless we’re in it.

I’m not the boy behind you
Looking back in the mirror.

If I was,
I’m sure you’d move your mirror
To find someone else
Who doesn’t wear his thoughts and poems
On his sleeves.

Where ever I am,
Let’s say four months from now,
I’ll be sure to leave some bread crumbs,
Stones, red ribbons, or Mapquest search
Just in case you want to look in that mirror
One more time.