Opened eyes.
Tired minds.

It all blends to be
the same.

Long days
short days

-But what does it matter?
As long as I've got you.
I've got something
-No
Someone
to hold onto.


Weary bones
Inside jokes.

My heart smiles
at the sound
of your voice.

Tell me
Life won't always
be like this?

Or that it will be
and that we will fall asleep
at the end of hard days
wrapped tightly
within each others arms
As we look forward
to the better days ahead.

Tell me
-
Tell me there is something more
for us.