Wedding Party

Last night I had a dream.

Your new bride came up to me

and she said, "Do you think you could have that party for us?"

I said, “Like a wedding party?"

And she said, “Yes, there would be about forty people."

Her eyes were pleading.

She seemed so worried.

Maybe she worried they would all think you didn’t love her if there was no party.

I glanced over at you.

You were sitting on the couch.

You caught my eye and gave me a sly smile.

I knew if I said yes to the party,

I could see you again.

You would know that you could trust me.

And she wouldn’t be the wiser.

We could go back to how we were before.

I needed to tell her, “No, sorry,

you think you want this, but you don’t."

But I couldn’t decide.