March 9, 2013
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against the tide
I want to know what to hold
you or me, or the dream that could be,
would be, should be,
won’t be, can’t be… had to be?
I don’t know any more than you do
a clouded mess
a restless test
this or that
single minglings
triple meanings
lost days
hopeful ways
wishful stays
if only you would.
if only I had.
minor setbacks
a stepping stone
or two or three
i’m sure it’s necessity
but still
what the heck
this is where we are left
lets not stay
lets not waste
no more timefilled foolishness
onto wedded bliss?
8 years old
too young to die
tighter we grasp
refusing the lie
that maybe we weren’t,
weren’t meant to be
I’ve been yours
and you’ve been mine
I think we both know it’s time
to make amends
or admit regrets
either way
I will say
you will lay
we will pray
something will become
because all we have is love
not the useless kind
the kind that holds on
live or die
it’s you and me
even through the questioning
survive
we must
survive
we trust
survive
you and I
against the tide
