he takes your face in his hands
it’s not forever
you moan
listen to me, he says. it’s not forever
California may have been your past, but
going back doesn’t make it your future
this is just one thread
that got all fucked up in the loom
it’s not the whole piece of cloth
you love that he’s using a weaving analogy
comforting you with your own taxonomy
the thing you love
the person you love
and
you want to believe him
you want to believe the impossible
you want your father to call back
say it was just a sick prank
you want to wake up in the dream you were having
before the goddamn telephone rang
you want to travel Europe
you want to leave now
Espen wipes a tear from your cheek
you see your reflection in his eyes
you can come back, he whispers
promise?
with all my heart
i promise
you can come back
you will come back