Everywhere I Look, You Are

By Michael Aaron Gallagher

At the laundromat I thought
About your delicate sensitivity to criticism

When I was passing by the grocery store
I could not help but wonder
If one of us would eventually spoil the relationship

At the cleaners I figured it was time
to press on without reservations

When I sat down in the restaurant
I imagined you sitting across from me.

As I refilled my gas tank
I remembered the explosive impact
you had on my emotions

When I went to bed
I layed my thoughts to rest
knowing I would see you shortly.

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Excerpt from Michael Aaron Gallagher’s unpublished book of poetry titled “Firefly.” Copyright © 2003.

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