She’s probably right about me and him
It’s a game I play but cannot win
As I hope for somewhere under a star
He is wondering what we are
But it never shows or comes to fruition
Just carting around some ammunition 
As if we could strike
At all we really don’t like
But love, my love, is patient and kind
It’s present moment, not left behind
And I wonder if the waves are ocean enough
For you to wash your hands of love
That we built, stone by stone
Whether together or all alone
And you stand by the fortress that you made
I say the hero never saved
What we were or could be
And I’m thinking of she
Running her hands down your neck
And doing some things you do not expect
Just to drive you wild
And I’m by the corner, meek and mild
And only tepid beside the heat
Of the furnace of heartbeats
Side by side
Would you even care if I wasn’t alive
But I abide and sit in the still
Let the thunder roll like forests at will
In a strong breeze
I always knew that you would leave
But coming back
Seems like something my memories lack
As you try to explain
But you can’t put back the pouring rain
Once it’s down from the sky
And I didn’t think to make truth a lie
Only find
In the halls of my busy mind
A story to write
I’ll tell our tale, if that’s alright

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