An Unfinished Puzzle

It was brief,

But it meant the world to me.

You.

Me.

Us.

For a moment your eyes were the bluest I had seen.

And I remember your smile.

It was contagious.

I thought I loved you.

I wanted to love you.

I could have loved you.

You spooked.

Things got real.

I guess it was just too much.

We never finished that puzzle we bought.

The one with the two wolves howling at the moon.

For a while I was alone.

It took forever to pick up the pieces.

Like that puzzle,

I was left undone.

But I never loved you.

I just fell in love with the idea of us.

Romanticizing what could have been had you not gone.