I watched it. Friday night, I saw it.

I could detail for you every inch of its passage. It's like gravity, only with a whiff of what's wrong.

From when it was just a possibility, to when it was more likely than that.

Tears just in case turn to tears that are true, despite what one's papi can do.

I'm sorrry. With excess r's. I'm glad I've no papers to write tonight.

Years later, we won't wonder why, but we'll know how it all went after that.

Come back to me then. I'll be here.

Because you might come back here, years later.

Say you willl.