Jean Jacket …

A poem for you …

I managed to salvage that jacket

from the charity pile …

I still like to wear it

once in awhile …

I can’t quite recall how

I ended up with it …

When you left

I guess you must have forgotten it.

That jacket … Your jacket

It’s worn and weathered and missing a button now …

Understandably, after all these years

You wore it, the night we met, you staggered over … somehow

The bar was crowded … You’d had more than a few beers.

It was a laugh … a bit of fun

I wasn’t really looking for anyone.

But I found you …

and there is was, love …

unexpected, yes … but … true

I really really loved you

I couldn’t believe you’d want to be with me

You, full of life and carefree

Me, well …

Sadly, when I was with you … I didn’t know who to be

The world seemed against us

I don’t know why …

Some people are just assholes

That, we can not deny.