You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it.
That the brightest flame burns quickest.
Which means you saw us as a candle.
And I saw us as the sun.
So, there will be,
no follow up.
There will only be this moment,
because just like everything that's ever happened to anyone,
this too shall pass.
I found my hand slip in and out
of what I thought was your hands.
you weren't even holding my hand in the first place.