Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Ban

The doubt was setting in,
as it always did before newfound optimism,
and trust,
and heartbreak,
and mistrust,
and the revelations that they were not who you thought them to be,

and things would be different,
we would be different,

because there was no going back,
there was no putting your spine back together,
no sliding my aorta back in place,

there was going to be none of that,
and not because we both didn't want it,

but I think there are things out there that are irreparable acts,
shots across the bow,

and I think some of us are walking a plank,
and some of us have fallen off,

and some of us are indifferent at the thought of either,

so we need the one foot,
and the other one,
and we need the one foot in front of the other,

and we need to be loud,
and we need to break our own hearts,
so that we can repair theirs,
so that we can earn that back

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