Ides

Beware the Ides of March? Is that the 13th, no 15th, and it’s past. You have passed.

I have been beware and aware since you first presented with odd differences.

The days we went all over town visiting doctors with an answer to why you were seeing double.

We shrugged when you returned home saying that you didn’t know which way to go coming out of Central Park.

You surprised me by dropping me off at the line for Hamilton; [we had tickets], you sold yours, and said see you at home, kissed me and turned, walking off.

Years passed and the time came when it was clear you were in a spin down into a disease we did not expect.

You were puzzled. I learned what I could to support you in this new  circumstance. I learned what I needed to support me.

It was a strange time. I fell in love with you even more deeply than I had loved you before.

That seemed strange, impossible, but it was true; it was beautiful.