Even if,
we promised each other
we’d let go.
You walk that way
and I’d go up there,
it wouldn’t much matter
we’d eventually
come across a road
where we’d be too stubborn
to just walk on by.
Oh not you,
the one I’d die for
draining ink from my pen
I’m reminded by that phrase
if you truly love someone
you let them go
and if they fly back
there’s your sign.
I’m afraid love,
your love is bottomless,
I know this because
it mirrors my own.
I said goodbye,
but here you are
clearly up on my high road
we know what this means.
We can’t go back
to being strangers,
lost on that other side
where eyes search
for that momentary pause.
I suppose,
we could give it a go
just one more try,
after all,
it wouldn’t much matter
what road we took
because we end up here
eyes staring up into eyes
our favorite season
falling for Fall
I suppose.
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