All 17 of us

There was something about her

That we could not quite explain

I couldn't tell if it was really her or the illusion of her

I guessed she loved hard when she fell

And we, drunk on her attention

Walked haphazardly with her love

She made decisions

Locked doors and changed locks

Before we could change, she had changed

She had us

All 17 of us

Knees bent and hands cupped

We would watch her eyes flatter

Like she cared

She did care

Did she care?

She was a legend

Holding the strings in the detail

And we danced along on the possibility

She had us

Without try

Without fail

We had all lost the greatest love of our lives

And she had moved on.

Picture by: Sivana Bandaru