Boy meets girl
His heart begins to swirl
He states his name in being Earl
The woman states her name in being world
They both hold hand in hand
They are the happiest in the land
As the years rolled on
They both went their separate ways in moving along
The romance became sour
It reached that point in being the hour
Love became more of a struggle
The feeling was move like football in a huddle
It was love doesn’t live here anymore
It’s time for both of us to go and explore
Our love being like an switchboard in being put on hole
Two mates were no longer a loving soul.

That fence seemed to go on
forever.
With every trough and crest of the terrain,
the posts seem to trail off
into the stark black
nothingness of the night.
Suddenly, the flash of the headlights,
affirming its infinite presence.
Only three feet tall,
but countless miles of boundary.

The day I learned that there's no boundary between how I feel emotionally and physically scared me.