looking ahead

a reckless approach
to an unsolvable problem

let’s take the long way back
so we can enjoy the fleeting views
we’ll walk slowly
as slowly as possible
until the sun sets
and the moon gently illuminates our tightly clasped hands

we both stopped without a word
we weren’t ready to go home
we never would be

walls hold in memories
absorbing them like a sponge
encasing them in cement
they never stop staring at me
shouting at me

they want me to remember
I need to forget