"bridal shower"

there was that day in autumn – three years ago,
blue sky, yellow leaves and the country road.
i sat next to you all afternoon; you opened gifts
(muffin tray after muffin tray after muffin tray)
and thanked everyone for coming.
it's a photograph, now. it’s barely a memory.
it's you and me on that couch on that autumn day
smiling like nothing could ever go wrong
while everything blurs at a million miles per hour in the background.