This is For the Man I Almost Fell in Love With

It’s not so bad.

We still have those

early cafe morning

iced lattes and hot chocolates.



almost interrogations.

Memories of goodnights —

arms wrapped around

each other.

We have escaped

the household horrors,

dirty dishes, litter boxes.

The small hurts and

little words

that linger.

This is better, you must admit.

We can still go to the cafes.

Respective drinks,

sweet arguments.

And if I am a little distant

for a time — do not worry.

I am only regretting

a little nothing

a might have been.

You were a lovely man

to almost fall in love with.


M.A. Mohanraj

Clarion, Seattle

July 27, 1997