This is beautiful,
your honesty,
this openness
I’ve never seen,
this confession
I’ve never heard
in these years
of our agony.

Stay this real,
for god’s sake,
for I’d rather
this raggedness
than the perfection
you’ve always had
in the distance
between us
that’s defined
who we are.

Keep the tears
and the irony,
ditch the lock
and the key,
for I’d rather the
uncertainty of what
we are and want
to be if this long
journey shall last.

 

23/8/2023