If I write them words down
Will you read them again and again?
Will the same birds fly to the same homes?
Will the same flowers bloom?
Will the same sobs haunt us?
The same tears will not fall,
Nor the same leaves.
The same waves, they shan’t break,
The same brushstroke…
If I say the same things over and over and over
Will you hold them real?
Like true hands in a glove…
Warm… like love.
The same love hurts
Like the one sun that rises,
Sets.
If I say the same thing over and over and over
Will it come true,
Like you?
