When we agreed to keep it simple and We both thought we had the formula The thing is you are not who you pretend to be and neither am  I so it was a sweet lie.
Honestly.
The Hidden tender and afraid in you found the yearning hopeful dreamer in me and it all fell away in moments of ecstasy. Words were spoken in weakness and the walls fell down brick by pound.
Funny thing about those fences.
Those well honed well worn cobblestones That we lay beneath our feet and forgot.
Now what ?
You with your crazy glued heart
me with my well buffed armor.
Funny thing we talked about our well sketched plans that made sense.
Hence ships passing was the default.
No harm no foul and live the moment.
How funny.
Should we call in the clowns
what now ?
That I cant go past minutes without seeing your walk in every crowd
What now that we find silly reasons to call for nothing at all but just to say hello and nothing more.
Reasons.
Why I cannot bear to be awake and apart from you and sleep is no rescue still.
How funny my love.
What now.
No turning now. No how
but forward holds no option.
still.
How funny.