Tuesday, February 22, 2022

Sidexside

The love we chose

chose us the same

sometimes we hold umbrellas 

sometimes we dance in the rain.

I've tumbled into a place

where each step I take

sunrise washes my slate

a new opportunity

to fall from grace.

For what it's worth

it was only a matter of time

before timing got the last word.

We marched along through 

hell and back

side by side

scorched our ties

yet still bound by the light

the fire in your eyes.

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