Had you asked 2 young adults what marriage was
They'd laugh, and assume its some forever where doubt would perish
Thus giving way to birth, legacy and forever
In the sky where they can be together

But what if you gave them each a glimpse to each others future
Where they couldn't tell the other what they saw, make it torture
Where they dance knowing where it ends
Not for themselves, but where the other bends

What if here with me was an expression
Where no sea or plane, but 3 hours
Divides this 2 individuals , test their dedication
Where they have no power

A parley, meeting, a chance at reconciling
But the other party is fighting to defend
Errors they surely know they have
Forcing the other back to their cave

This poem has no melody, yet this story was filled with it
taking 4 years as one would bring material, the other builds
Those 3 hours away, meant nothing when points met
The author awestruck, without a tongue to confess
The other so excited, yet weary not to make a mess
Of a story yet to be told, yet already in the making

A record of once these soulmates had seen the other
Saying to each other excuses of sister and brother
Can one use cement, to fix cracks in a glass house?
Where everyone could see brother playing cat and mouse?
Would a sibling learn to care so much they'd die for the other?
Would a lover think the friend zoning wasn't worth the bother?

Somewhere out there they always came to know
eventually love gave a massive blow
Valentine's day suddenly had meaning, promised hugs and meetings become binding contracts
For when these siblings would eventually come to make contact
Funny how the end of the tale wasn't left in tact

Long distance is a blunder, but like the song it can be great
To know another through that connection of imagination and past tense
Testing fate yet always coming to see
That you never truly came to need me
It was I, who wanted you to be
you.
To be here, with me.

And even as the rain falls quietly
The cold comes silently
And the time goes past midnight
I still wish to to right
By you, for giving me the gift I lost

A reason to get up and bother writing
In a world nobody would see me worth fighting
For honour, for myself, for what was us
To avoid ever needing to cuss
Even before I knew the cost

I pray you're well even on nights like this
I pray God finds you and that you persist
That if earth isn't our finale
I pray heaven is our reunion
Of 2 wayward souls


That even as the people I once called friends dissapear
That my heart knows you're near
Your value is higher than their memories
Our moments cost more than their stories
I realise now you were always the goal

And if we truly do never meet again
Whether heaven, earth or the next life
I pray our decendants become friends
And bring light where we saw strife

I pray you atleast find peace
In that galaxy you call your eyes
That the rain in the skies
Wash away what prevents you from release