Armand

Its been 7 years since i've seen you last

balding with wisps of long brown hair

the red pleather Nascar jacket and

your nervous breath

drawn quickly in between words.

You know, I hardly knew you but i loved you.

I think I still do.

Grandma told me a story of when I was a child

I was so excited

I said "Daddy is going to come and take me to the fair and he's going to put me on his shoulders!"

and when she looked at my mother to see if it was true

mom just looked sad and shook her head.

I've always had an overactive imagination.