Do you remember being nobodies, discovering nothing was not that bad when shared as a pair, both lost and long suffering, hiding in a frightening land
And do you remember feeling that anger, yet so much love and “for what?” you wondered and now there’s no wondering, the wrong nervous muttering, no magic left at all
but I remember leaning against a backwards bent wing and awaking to feel that your touch didn’t sting when everything was wrong, I made so many mistakes and you helped me make them, but with presence and patience
all those wrong, awful, wild, amazingly childish decisions
I take a breath, and I know I’ve got to turn the final page but is our story really done yet? I guess I’m still afraid
But do you remember, just being honest, little bright moments of peace in the trees now it takes so much work to be with you, I’d say that I miss you, but for that you’d have to leave
but I remember once forever seemed too short a time though not long enough for me to make up my mind I would’ve thought eternity would eventually make me wise Enough to choose a side, not just linger undecided Why do I feel changed when we both have stayed the same it feels like something’s different, some ache too big to name When everything is endless and you’re nineteen yet again and you’re never flawed enough but you keep on pretending
wanting that desperate, “forget me not/do you love me yet?” ending
but there’s no ending. There’s nobody. Just two nobodies.