so, while the world fades from control
I ask myself whence love arose
if never from this dream I wake
I could not ever ease this ache

as in the words of Billy Joel
and so it goes, and so it goes
because this choice is mine to make
then you can have this heart to break.

and for a moment there, I lost my breath.. just for a second.

Instead, I cry at night.

could we keep walking, hand in hand? in a beautiful city, so bound in grey and brown but alive. without question. perhaps to stop to kiss and smile; happy breath and giggles that escape my lips like the inelegant tears of a leaking faucet, uncontrolled and undisguised. and perhaps, though i may not believe in forever-

i can believe in you.

perhaps that.

I want to drive into the sunset. And just keep driving.