Tonight, I told him about footprints on the moon,
and how- no matter how long ago they were left there,
they never disappear.
He said, “So they are there forever?”
And I could see,
in his little boy blue eyes,
the possibilities open up.
I saw within him the need to go, to explore
and to leave an indelible mark on the world
(or just outside the world).
And I felt a pull,
stronger than the pull the moon has over the ocean,
to ask him to stay.
I wanted to tell him that he has already left a mark,
and I will always be able to hold it up and say-
Here. You were right here.
“Here. You were right here.
That ending itself feels inevitable in the best possible way. Like it’s always been there and you found it.