Fallen Tower

the tower has fallen
a cornerstone that is no more
once a placeholder, not even solid
now less

I was devastated when I found out. He's gone. Yes, you know who I am talking about. He was here but Mary didn't get to meet him. I didn't see him. And now, gone. Maybe I am still a bit in shock.

Can't help but wonder though, if it could have been different. There is one night about a year ago that I look back on and I wonder if that made a difference at all. He offered me his arm. I was too shy and didn't take it. He never offered it again. Quite insignificant, right? Well, maybe. I guess I will never know. Except, I have learned. I will not be too shy again. at least, I'll try.

I am being quite poetic and overdramatic, I realize. However, it is really quite fun. I watched Kate and Leopold tonight, and my mind has drifted to days of gentlemen helping put jackets on and standing when a woman leaves the table-or comes to the table, I'm afraid I don't know which.... They really do exist, somewhere in the world.