when learning to fly

fall.

but not like you have before.

fall to find your depth,

to reach the flow that is stronger than you,

that is the true purpose of You.

be like the rain

falling downwards

soaring towards the sea

the ball and chain

And there were choices to make.

There was the blissful carefreeness of it all,

the weight of no world but my own,

burdened by no day-to-day pattern,

bound to no wretched routine.

But it was empty.

And the emptiness had to be filled.

And so I chose this shackled path.

Better bound,

than alone.

the fighting of the dawn

tomorrow

this sun will set

this sky will fade and

life will use our plans to push us far apart.

but for now. for tonight

can we just sit here

can we sail together on this ship along De-nial

the words that aren't good-bye

At the parting of the ways

we turned

paused

listened a while

fading echoes of

the laughter

the whispers

the tears

the promises

the moments that brought us to this one.

Our paths are different now

and where you go I cannot come

but here in this moment

the lifetime we shared

is infinite.