What you measure in miles
I measure in minutes,
And by the way your silence fills in the blanks
I can tell,
That one day,
You’ll leave me.
But time is irrelevant when we think about us
Because like fugitives,
We hide fron the boughs and branches
That do nothing but cast shadows on the
Already fading initials of
You and Me.

So instead of counting by days,
Let’s measure in words
The things we are both dying to say
And take into account that we both are limited-
Like petals on flowers
We will fall victim
To the greater forces that govern us.


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