Starting Over

I had to rewind my clock this morning,
with fresh cold water running against my face.
The beginning of a new search was here,
and I, like the early bird,
wish to acquire a running headstart.
But, my baby called me during breakfast,
and said she wants to start over.
From which point she wishes to accomplish this
was the thought that stuck on my mind.
For I remember not when it all began,
and never time-lined the turning points
of this crazy and amazing relationship
whose race I thought ended yesterday.
So I replied, how far do you wish to relapse?
Back to the first date? First kiss?
Or maybe the first time,
to see if we read all the signs right in the beginning?
She smiled as her gentleness and warmth
was felt halfway across the phone line.
She realized she never had a specific point either,
but was intent on making a lasting one.
A conversation that never was supposed to occur
so early in the new day I had prepared for,
took hours to get past.
But the resolution was partially formed:
"We rendezvous later, to discuss it then."
I look at a 1PM clock and realise
starting over is easier as a thought, not as an action.

Absolut Terry @ 2:12 AM| link