Toothbrush

I kept that toothbrush for years
Hoping she’d return for it
Discovered God selectively listens
To desperate pleas submitted

We lost our childhood at the airport
Torn apart by time and space
I blamed him and the other woman
For causing her to displace

Tears dried while pain sat in darkness
Behind decorum, collecting dust
Occasionally awakened by reunion
To carve deeper canyons of disgust

Toothbrush gone but years redeemed
Rigidity met decay in long storage
The man now sadly runs out of time
As forgiveness eases into the voyage