people and things are
sometimes
not what they seem

remember when you told me
you'd never fall apart?
now you're just a fish out of water
flopping around to the pretty sound
of no one there to save you

your word is your bond
our bond is blood
leaves on a tree
like birds of a feather
you promised me you'd be here forever

come crying back to your little girl
tell me everything you're sorry for
how you never meant to hurt me
you're a half-baked conundrum
and I am too
if this is all we have, then
I guess we're left to reconcile
and settle the waves