We were parked on a beach somewhere too beautiful to name
with our toes in the sand hiding the parts we used to be ashamed of
This is where we would age gracefully---
I was habitually late for everything
and telling you that I loved you just the same
was no different
We took a hot air balloon with no fear of the flame going out
because that's what you do when you're happy
and you remember how to fly
This is where we would stay gracefully---
The only ask we ever needed was your handout
and the erasure of my unaccomplishments
One day--
we, too, would revive the tragedy of youth
when it all set in
Youth is wasted on the young!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteC'est La Vie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Moody piece. I like the balloon imagery. This line was puzzling:
ReplyDeleteThe only ask we ever needed was your handout
and the erasure of my unaccomplishments
But altogether, the theme seems to explore the disjointed nature between expectation and what actually comes to be.