Acceptance has always been a bitter pill
Promised to deliver relief
By some snake-oil salesman
In his cart of gibberish
When the thread found her strength
When it held on to the needle
That can pierce through lead
We met middle
She said “too late”
Although I treat every moment
As a dawn for beginnings
Some last as chapters with more weight
She met me anticipating the end
With bookmarks for every page
A highlighter for every word
Kept to be taken out of context
When memory fails
To be this dopamine dispensary
As with most people
There are really no bad intentions
We just have terrible exit plans
Coming in as a welcome gentle breeze signaling spring
Going out as a hurricane battering all in its path
Everything about the difference between us
Only now, the difference
Sets us apart
They both know that this is not tied
This is but a beautiful intertwine
danDAman 