Meet You At The Swingset

Sometimes, when I have to make a tough decision, I go find a swingset.
It takes me back to the simpler times of my youth, when all I had to worry about was not being “it” in the game of Tag.
It reminds, that if I swing hard enough, and long enough, I can make it over the top, and touch the moon.
It says, “It doesn’t matter if the sun goes down. When you’re swinging, you’ll be the first to see it rise again.”
Meet you at the swingset...

I Went. Are You Proud?

I went. Finally. And I regreted each step closer to him.

As I approached, my heart started to beat louder, despite my commands for it to quiet itself.

He hadn't changed... well, maybe his voice did.

Now, I sit here wondering if it was the right thing. Should I have allowed him to once again wander in my dreams?