With or without.
Love of mine.
Like someone said
It's like a lone orange leaf.
Stuck in the middle
Of nowhere
While the other
Successfully moves
Forward.
Ahead.
On.
Fear is the heart of love.
And that's why
So many conversations.
Endlessly exploring
What was inevitably
Around the corner.
The dying notes
Of the song.
Once upon a time.
Trying to hold time
Hold it still
Very still
As you feel it slipping away
With every beat
Every time
The drum sticks came down.
Fading away.
With the dying notes
Of the song.
Once upon a time.
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