Something We Held in Common
Michael Allyn Wells
Did I miss you
because you were not here
or because I only knew a concept of you?
Can you be angry at someone
you don’t really know
and love them at the same time?
Your name was all I had of you.
It was our name; something we held
in common when I didn’t even have a picture
of you to hold. So, I didn’t really have you.
I could not produce you