The cushions on the couch are straight so everything's fine.
One inch to the left or right could bring down the world.
If you keep everything in its place for long enough you might just capture the moment...stop it from escaping...from crumbling in your hands.
I wrote down what I felt today, posted it on the door for her like an Old West Wanted Poster.
I don't know what answers it will bring, worst case scenario its the first crack in the glass of our love, that swims slowly to the edge, giving rise to many more, all fleeing outward, glass falling beneath them.
Best case scenario, its the first step in curing our wounded relationship, bringing us together to heal old scars and refill our ailing hearts.
They could not be on more opposite ends of the scale, this road tonight ends with a either a sharp corner or a steep drop.
Until then I wait, with fate, its humble servant always.
Dylan
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment