We were 18 in the fall

Eating our tortilla chips

El Rodeo in your old room

Watching movies

Do you remember when

Life was as good as it could get

I had a dream we were standing there in a bright kitchen

You were eating tortilla chips

Back before you cared so much about being thin

Your hair was long, pretty like always

We were talking lightly

Like in the old days

Your pregnant sister-in-law sat there

The scene was sprightly

I sensed you were there but not

You were distracted

My alarm clock buzzes

I’ve overreacted

I awaken to thoughts of us

I check my phone, ever hoping

But there’s no notification showing

The text from last week still sits alone

Maybe you’re on vacation

I have to ask: Do you eat tortilla chips anymore

The crunch and the salt

Flavorful

Like sand and ocean

Where we’d eat the chips

Our old times

Before make-up, boys, and hips

Before they slipped away

I’m not sure whose fault

On the TV in the next room I spot you on the runway

In some big city

I see you waste away

Lights and cameras flash

You look sad but still pretty

My thoughts dash

I wonder if you ever got my text

Maybe so but it was something you chose to reject

I’m not sure

I’m feeling down but I’ve got the cure

I gather my things and head to the beach

Still praying you’ll join me

Leave the city

Come home to the best glitz

Us on the shoreline

With a three dollar bag

Of tortilla chips