Slow

Slow

Let’s take it slow, we said.
One date
one day
at a time.
And I try.

But how do I slow
my heartbeat each time I see you?
How does one slow
a fall down into the rabbit hole
when she knows Wonderland awaits?

Take it slow, they said.
Get to know each other first.
But how, when each conversation turns
into a confession of past sins?
Or when every time I talk to you,
it feels as though I’ve known you forever?

All things considered, I guess
you could say we took it slow,
since the realization –
that I had already fallen in love with you –
dawned on me
just
as the night shifts
to day:
gradually,
quietly,
slowly.


Written years ago, for a lover who eventually left.

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