Circle of Life

But last time we were just missing two pieces.

Did I miscalculate?

Hormones raging -
tears streaming

oceans are over salted
and I never add enough Sriracha.

Bang, bang.

I held a gun,
nothing to it.

What if we never spoke again?

Thoughts haunting me.

You are here.

So what makes it so hard to say, "I am in this for good."

?

So many questions.

linger here a beat.

Friends seem to fall away faster than the peel on an overripe banana,
but we learned to spell banana the same way,

well

SHIT.

exactly.

and so many similarities.

Look beyond.
into more.

light stream and caves
and I will miss you I know.

I already miss you before I have even left.

And this skins me madly to the bone.

hips,
thighs.
knees,
feet.

It all aches, and health is somewhere out of grasp,
but with you, my heart skips again,
and
I
have
chosen that feeling over it all.

truth.
and more truths.

Since we don't lie,
it's not a good look, and we care about image.