Susan

i think about her

at least once

every day

i think about all the different streets

that i could take to get to her house

some of them are quiet

peaceful avenues

and others...

others are not 

violent roads

bloody messes

filled with terror

but
those are the shortcuts

the sure things

no chance of making a wrong turn

i'd hate to plan a trip to her place

just to wind up lost

and embarrassed 

maybe that's part of the reason

i've never visited her

afraid i'd screw up the directions

and end up worse off than i started

that

and knowing

when you show up to Susan's 

you stay at Susan's 

call it fear of commitment 

call it logical thinking 

whatever 

but i have to remind myself 

forever is a long time

and i'll get there soon enough 

with

or without Susan