something wonderful

there were days
weeks, years like tornadoes
apartment like an iSpy book
where is what 
what am I looking for
in the world 
or on this counter, floor
cluttered rooms, scattered mind
in pieces still
lost entirety 

everything was so comfortable 
exactly how I liked it
organized and 
like that 
i knew where I belonged too

when
then I met you
and now
now I’m making room
for something wonderful 
i’m cleaning house
throwing it all out
skeletons in my closet
to make room for your coats
emptied out drawers
letters from lost lovers
souvenirs from past lives
to make room for you

and i didn’t wait
i was never complacent
never patient
i looked for you
every night, on the streets
this way 
i met many imposters who
gave me all of these 
things I didn’t need
pointless memories

I’ll admit, 
to a tendency to hoard
to hold on 
hold on a little longer
than I should
I was afraid to let go
because I didn’t know 
there would be something
someone on their way
to take that place

I’ll make space
and I’m glad
we took our time coming home
we made love to 
strangers 
so we can recognize our magic
later later later
now