Days. Weeks. Months. Years.
We'd like to think we can outrun our fears
But we all know that is a fool's hope
The body that hangs at the end of the rope
Doesn't live on the promises of tomorrow
And neither should we

You have a furnace heart and snow globe eyes, dear

Unfurl your courage to the wind, like a sail
Begin a new journey, make a new trail
You can't look back or be afraid to fail
Are you proud of the story you will tell
When time shall lift to you its final veil
And ask, were you the hammer or the nail?

She was the raindrops
He, the space between them
Never to touch
Until they both hit the ground

You can have
All of my wishes.
I will bide my time
But I refuse to force myself to want
Something else
Just because I am afraid I will only ever want you.
Right now
You're it
And I am brave enough to embrace that.
You can have every wish my heart aches for.
By giving them to you
At least I've made the choice.
Sweetly
Gently
Tenderly
I wish
For you.

Memories are the enemy to a heart struggling to heal