I’m sorry for barging in.
I’m sure the time isn’t right
and the mood inappropriate
and the witnesses
– all these people
at the table
celebrating your birthday with you
and your grandparents –
I should start over.
I’m sorry for bothering you
for coming to this dinner party
to which I see I wasn’t invited
– were you using my old company’s email address?
I – whatever.
I don’t want to get off-track.
I do, though,
want to get your attention.
I want to get you to see
that this time when we’ve been apart
has been an eternity for me
and while maybe better for you,
I think we could end the dissension
and enter detente.
We have been separated too long.
We were good together
when we fucked
the sheets would drip with enthusiasm
– or maybe something else.
It was incredible.
And I’m sure I said some things
and I know you thought some things
and I think we both let our mouths get ahead of our heads
but we’ve had time to steam
and, suffice to say,
consider our positions,
and I’m ready to try again, babe.
Do you think we can?
I don’t need an answer right away.
Just… enjoy your dinner
with the family.
And your fiance.
it’s been too long since we’ve been together.
I couldn’t bear another seven years apart.