She told me she had resolved
for the New Year
to build relationships
that she had let falter over time
and I walked beside her
waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“I am trying
to fix the mistakes of yesteryear, you know?”
she asked, and I nodded, knowingly.

“I want to enter into this Year
correcting the errors of the past,
ensuring that old relationships
have been resolved
and maybe make sure that
there everything that needs to be said
has been.”

“Sure,” I said, switching it up.
“So what are we doing here?”

“I wondered if you had Barry’s number,”
she replied. “I’ve been trying to reach him
for a very long time now
with no response.”

Of course.
That was all she ever wanted.
Resolutions
with everyone else.