there's still
too much we
have to sort through,
too many questions
we've yet to answer
so much that
we have
to think about
but for a brief moment
you were all mine. . .

my eyes were
the ones you
wanted to get
lost into
my fingers were
the ones laced with yours
your head was
cradled on my shoulder
the time you had
was meant for me
just for me

it was all new
and yet it
felt all too familiar. . .

the same scene
where we left off
a couple of years ago
the same one we had
no other choice but
to flee from
run as fast as we can
before either or
both of us break
too much, too hard

same players,
same roles. . .

have we changed
enough to finally
make it this time?
did i learn to
be more patient?
did you learn
how to trust blindly?
do we have enough love?
enough faith?
can we summon enough courage?

i hope we do. . .

for both our sakes, i hope we do