A brief reunion, not worth any attention, and very little mention. Don’t hold the presses, a formal announcement is not necessary. Robert and I were together, for a picture opportunity. For the mind to remember with some accuracy. For the chemicals to be released, like horses that held steady for too long. To be made to feel alive once more. We sing a song written before our time. We will love each other forever, we say. Everyone wants to say those words. Everyone wants to mean those words.