living

is the best yet to come?

when does it feel like we’ve won?

all arrows point to my feet in the sand

a lovely understanding friend 

and gentle rests in the sun 

and my heart 

when does it heal?

can it do so while in pain, still?

the wait feels slow 

but i’m not sure it’s time to go 

when the moment doesn’t yet feel real 

for the birds

this time 

i won’t rewind us

until you are loving me

the way i remember 

it went down 

all those months ago

i’m gonna leave it 

right here 

let it flow