Sides

I chose a flat beach stone and scratched our initials on it.

Yours on one side, mine on the other.

If you were here, I'd have tried skimming it across the water.

Instead I set it on its edge, at the foot of a big rock.

Your initials on one side, mine on the other.

We sat here together when we were young.

You on one side, me on the other.

I've been back twice since, once to leave you, once to remember.

Me on this side, you on the other.