Shaping the future

[Wjames]

We sat opposites at a bay window table   
waiting for breakfast after the bed 
and for me to speak.   
The anaglypta walls still hung to the 70's   
as did the wipeable surfaces.   
   
Each setting had an earthenware vase   
with a single dusty silk rose   
that made me think of teeth   
and castanets. I made myself laugh   
but only inside.   The first two stanzas paint a clear image, lovely how the items from the past give a feeling of nostalgia.
 
You were avoiding eyes     
as I closed one and lined   
the curve of the vase   
with the sweep of your hair,   
it was a perfect match.   I think you can cut 'it was'. This stanza is a nice subtle way of showing the poem is about the end of a romance (to my reading).
 
I thought about telling you   
but I knew the silence   
was carrying our bags to the car   
and eventually out of our home,   
I took a piece of fruit for the journey.   
 
I found it months later rolling around   
the cars footwell, it had lost it's shine. On my first read, I thought "it had lost it's shine" was a little bit of a weak way to end the poem. The more I think about it, the understatement of how decrepit a piece of fruit left for months in a car would be is interesting to dwell on.

Hey Keith, I don't have much crit to offer, just wanted to give my thoughts on reading it. 

I think it's lovely - you wonder what the narrator needs to tell that will seemingly end the relationship (or perhaps what they need to say is the only thing that could keep it alive?).