to dance

i was walking
he was walking
we did the little dance
where you can't get around someone
so you dance
we laughed
i went home
he went home
years went by
i graduated
he graduated
i got a job caring for the elderly
the old man there told me of his grandson
and how he always would come
and bring him stories
which he had written
just for him
i kept working
he went to college
for literature and writing
when asked what inspired him to write
he would shrug
and say his grandpops
who would tell him stories when he was young
the stories stuck
the memories did too
so he had to write them
people would smile
i continued working
he continued studying
one day
i was walking down the hall
and he was walking
we did the little dance
i remembered
he remembered
"come in grandson, i want you to meet my favorite nurse."
we both locked eyes
our paths had crossed again
and at our wedding
we danced
all night long
under the stars
just him and me