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In a world of places
The steps you take echo across the vast auditorium before the cave, or perhaps what you hear are the beats of your own hearts in tandem.
Let’s go somewhere we haven't gone
Hands set to piano keys, raised to violin bow.
We've got younger faces than our hearts are letting on.
You pour everything into the press of fingers, the pull of strings, and send the song spiralling, up, up, for the world to hear also.
And we won't place any stock in old days
This isn’t the end. Merely another beginning. Another chance to make it right. Another restart in an ageless century.
Let’s save up for something new
The booming of applause, and hands pressed tight.
Someday I won't have to wait for you
And you keep not letting go.
What if I asked,
A decision made under cover of night. No one is truly happy, but what other choice is there to make?
What if I asked you to stay?
Any choice but this one.
What if it cost
you, your heart and your last name?
You- You can’t remember her face- Oh god.
And we won't place any stock in old days
But you won’t let it fade
Let’s save up for something new
There’s a power in never giving up, remaining vigilant, keeping on. You don’t know how you’ve maintained it for so long.
Someday I won't have to wait for you
You’ll be back soon
And when we sleep at night
A dark, dark space.
I hope that we write novels in our head
A Pandora’s box idea.
of what to tell the other when we wake
You scream, you cry, but there’s no one to hear.
And when morning comes before we're done
with volumes left to choose
Please. Please, remember.
Let’s say "I love you"
Where are you?
Just "I love you."
I’ve lost you
“I love you."
I love you
And "I love you too."
Back soon.