Belen Yudess ’25
Social Media Manager
We knew each other
Once.
Introductions are necessary
When shared silence seeps out the door.
When you saw me
Last,
I was still so lost;
And though I haven’t reached the destination
I’m not as far off.
You weren’t the North Star
Nor the moon
Or the sun
But you were a compass,
Something much more practical than a feeling in my gut.
You were beautiful
The way you danced with your words.
A grand jete across my clumsy heart
Kept me stumbling for a way to keep up.
“You were”:
Indicating an absence
Of something that once was.
But maybe it’s been that way for a while,
Because if I noticed it earlier,
You could still be
An “are”.
Image Source: Farmers’ Almanac
