Belongs

A sense that life could have been so different

Yet so the same

If you had moved to New York after graduation

If you had picked a different college

If you had been to private school for longer

If your mother or father had been from somewhere else

Would life be Montauk summers in a shared beach home?

A large pool of hard seltzers and a larger pool of water

Sunsets over the large home

Skiing in Vermont every winter?

An outdoor pool that leads indoors

Sunsets over each slope

If I hadn’t met you all those years ago

Or would life be just the same?

The slight differences in what made two very different lives

I read once that was how long it took for all of your skin to regenerate

Six to go

Five to go

Four to go

Three to go

He wouldn’t have touched my skin

And I kept thinking

If I could lose five more pounds

Would I feel different?

But I think I know; I wanted one person’s touch to be the only one on my skin

All of my skin

Your touch