the first thing I notice about him
are his eyes
beckoning, challenging
to approach him
I look away
attending to the other guests
I have seen him before
that smile
inviting
I walk away
‘have something to eat’, I offer
to everyone but
him
was he at the hospital when I
almost died, I wonder
or
was he in the ambulance after
the car crash
my memory is hazy
someone brushes past me
I look up
and there he is
so close, I can
feel his breath
‘invite me in’, he tempts
to accept
what is holding me back?
all eyes on me
what would they think?
‘who are you?’
‘you know me’, he says
‘always have’, he adds
searching his face
frantically
for clues
those eyes have watched me
for too long
the wrinkles so familiar
ahh
‘you were there
when I lost
a job,
that wasn’t meant to be
a friend,
who wasn’t one
a loved one,
who only took
you were there
when I gave
birth to a babe
so healthy
and lived
to tell the tale
when the rest of the world
was in turmoil
throes of agony
and I could still hug
those around me
be with them
all at once
you were there
when hunger became
second nature
but so did
self control
you were there
when I had
hit the rockiest
of bottom
but my heart
was kicking,
still beating
you were there
all the times
I thought
I had failed or
life was unfair or
I was undeserving or
why me or
what if?’
I smile
he smiles
I put my arms around him
finally
embracing
it feels like home
‘you are gratitude’, I whisper
‘hold on to me’, he replies