we'll never understand how it came to pass
like a thunder storm in the dead of summer.
everywhere
always. everywhere.
surrounded and engulfed
completely covered.
you'll wonder
just as i do
but we'll never really speak of it.
at the day's dawn
we will always hesitate
holding on
for just another moment
to that warmth, that comfort, that safe safe solace.
days will converge
while the evenings bring blank canvasses.
we'll sip coffee
and discuss our intent to curb our obsession
with coffee.
i'll fill the cupboards with tea.
sometimes i'll cry
and sometimes you'll break shit,
but we'll only ever fight the world
hand in hand
we'll stand taller
together.