Timing was a *****
...but so was I.

I held your hand
In shadows hope
Of one day feeling
More than my own

I kissed your lips
With wandering thoughts,
And bloodshot eyes.

I made you laugh
With words I've borrowed
from My past

But worst of all...

I told myself,
It wouldn't work

...when still,
What Lingers is,
maybe...

Maybe, This could last.