I was asked recently
when I was happiest and
I am not prepared to answer that question.
It is hard
to come up with absolutes like that.

I do remember, though,
a time
when we rode a subway together
and you leaned into me
while my arm wrapped around you.
You didn’t seem to care who saw
and we just fell into each other.

It was fine.
It was one of the last times
it was good
before it got so bad
for me.
So I don’t think of that too often
because I can’t help but recall
how those times ended
but that moment
– in the moment –
that was pretty great.

And I know you’ll say something
about that perfect cheesecake
or when that hipster dude said something so ironic
or maybe when your kid was born
but for me
that train ride was nice.