Playing the advocate.
Always standing up for you.
Defense, maybe greater at winning the war.
Never,if ever the bodies be broken.
Will we ever skip and play again.
You and I rode broken trains.
Now there ain't no going back.
Your wheels walked my way, you in your chair.
You whistled at me.
I didn't care.
Stopped me fast in my tracks.
You stopped me from passing, by blocking the path.

The two of us,  initially just game for a laugh.
Not joking.
You bought me Choux buns, filled up with cream.
You were never what you seemed.
Sold me sweetness.
Summer suns and floppy hats.
Puffy pastries.
Rather tasty.
Teacups full of coffee.

Walking on beaches.
Sand on my heels.
It's stuck in my hair.
God only knows how the hell it got there.
Emotion laid open, by you and your name.
Initially you and I thought it was a game.
Things will never be the same.

Bare as a child, newborn and warm.
Soon to be colder, as she's getting older.
You must know how it feels.

You stole my sun.
Clasped it in between your hands.
Time herself, well she stole summer.
Turned it into winter.
Splinter movement.
Stuck right in.
Spurned by a lover who once was stranger.
An orchestra of storms and stress.
Riding left over driftwood.
Through this God awful mess.

Once we were strangers.
Then we were friends.
Dear once upon a time stranger,
You came along and rearranged me.
And so the story ends.
(c)Livvi MMCV