Distrust
Is like a
Drug
A dopamine-like
Strike
But one
That I dislike
Overshadowing
Taking up too much
Possibilities for closeness
Get decreased by its touch

Sadly.
Though I won't give up
Rewriting the stars,
genes and some old scars.

I would like nothing more
Than to watch you grow old
Watch as your story
Before the world unfolds

See the young man
You are bound to become
But alas, I myself
Am not all that young

I’ll still gladly take
All that I can get
Enjoying every moment
That we both have left

Treasuring the time
With your hand in mine
While we do our very best
To keep the memories alive

And that you would love nothing more
Than to be with me as I grow old
Sharing in the story
As we both watch it unfold