The vase awaits
As we trim roses
Digging the thorn in deeper
Holding no truths to self
Confessing and not regretting
To realize that I was wrong
Feels like new soil to the feet
We now face the same fate
Making the choice to steer clear
Notions and actions saying different
Remembering to remain as a friend
I must adapt and learn to share
To take in our moments with care
Letting walls fall
Believing in this love instead of its fear
Holding closely to smiles and laughs
She visits me with gifts in hand
To step outside of our lives
Enjoy a song, revisit the past
Dedicate our time to a later date
We make plans to see the spa
Creating a wonderful Saturday
Finding pleasure in sharing my dreams
We continue to pretend
That you are not unique
But I, not so silently, disagree
Today I recognize your silence
You are found missing your true home
I feel your pull against me
Such lengths would be traveled
To make you happy
Waiting for an offer to accompany