Just ten minutes after I'd revved the engine
I was only nine miles away from the love of my life
Day dreaming of when we’d met just eight short months ago
Soaring at seventy down that country road
Only six more miles until she’d be in my arms again
Five years ago thoughts of love would have seemed so far out of sight
Yet four times I've already proposed, “too soon,” she’d always say
Amazing how in three seconds your entire life can change
With just two tires there’s little room for error
When one blew out I hit the asphalt, hard
In a wreck like that there’s zero chance I’d survive
One hour later the ambulance arrived at last
EMTs pressed two paddles against my chest
Shocks were delivered three times
At the hospital doctors performed four operations
Five months I spent in a coma
Followed by six months of physical therapy relearning to walk
In time all seventeen broken bones had set and healed
It cost me eight grand to buy a new bike
Now nine years later I’m still riding, fearless, wife on the back
The tenth time I asked, she finally said yes

i found myself split in two
sitting on the kitchen floor

with a bruise the colour of plum
on the underside of my left cheekbone

it pulsed when i looked up to the lights
to find all the mistakes i ever made

staring back into my genetically altered pupils

whom further represent
any means
in which i felt to fit in

so with skin the colour of peach
and eyes the colour of sapphire

its hard to think id be here to begin with

with blood shot eyes
and medicated smiles

its hard to think
that you were once the only person
i'd want to be with

i don't want you at all

sometimes my existence gets lost
so many sure people
so many unsure thoughts
i dont think theres a way to avoid
getting caught between then and now
if the water always makes me float
how the hell am i suppose to drown
they say there's meaning behind everything
then what the **** is the meaning behind me
because the only thing behind me right now
is a past that taught me who to be