Unrelenting DatesPosted: January 18, 2012
You hope they’ll never come.
You try to push them away,
hide them in a dark corner,
ignore them hanging on your calendar,
but they still come, every year, right on time, unstoppable, unrelenting, unfading. They come.
You’re forced to be still, to let them wash over you, let their memories haunt you once more.
They always let you know they’ve come.
You write in their space on the calendar,
fill the page of the diary,
have it splashed across your phone,
forced to speak it out,
“January 17”, “April 18”, “August 5”, “October 17”, “October 28”, “November 30″………
Too many dates, too many days, to hide away, to ignore.
They stare you in the face,
Unwillingly you look back at them,
They show you the scenes, play you the sounds, give you the taste, stir up the emotions, of that one day, one year ago, two years ago, ten years ago. Never matter how long, they’re all still there.
And you remember.
The sun begins to set and you sigh. You’ve made it through, another year, another one of those dates, and it’s 364 days till you have to yield to it’s relentless visiting once more.
One day, just one day…. but the date lives on forever.