Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Old Comforts

Slipping into old comforts with my oldest friend.
Why do we wait for a disaster
to rebuild our life
to rekindle love
that long ago died

Why do we crave crisis
to look into the eyes of a lover
to state simply
I need help

Why does it take an anxious panic
to realize what we're fighting for
to know that it is worth fighting for
and it's ready to be saved

Why does it take two broken people
to fix what cannot be mended
to right what cannot be wronged
and find our way to each other


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