The Missing Key
I kept all of your secrets.
The truth about that car accident in the islands. The 78 miles you drove to see her each Saturday. What the boxes store in the room on top of your grandpa's hardware store. Scribbles on a soccer game schedule of feelings long since felt. How you really felt after I broke up with you, based on a letter I found in your gym bag when we got back together. The way you pined for your dad to look for you, to find you, to do anything so you could forgive him. The part of yourself you had to give up to go to college in the United States. The vulnerability you would only reveal in hauntingly quiet moments in the early morning hours. Your rejection letters from med school that said your planned year off wasn't really planned. The truth about your job you never showed up to in South Beach.
The truth about us.
And someday, when the key returns to the lock, the world will get to know all of the reasons I love(d) you.