Our footsteps lingered on the pathway.
In pairs,
reminding me,
how quickly I have paced.
through the dark and the wilderness.
With you,
time seem to pass.
With a type of numbness.
Hath the bleeding stop?
I wonder.
Is it time to move on completely?
You,
provided an answer.
Challenges.
It fills this way.
throwing us from bay to bay.
It ain't a bed of roses.
And yes, it is expected.
But when things seem to cloud up our vision,
would you say you'll stay?
My world sees no tomorrow.
It only registers today.
So trust me when I tell you,
I don't need no promises,
as long as you are present,
here,
with me,
today.
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