Holding on

It was that time she said she felt complete in his arms he was thinking of. And now that’s gone. Maybe the love he had for her didn’t matter as much as the time he didn’t have for her.

“All she had to do was wait a little”, he says, “then she would have had that too”.

And so I asked the boy, “How could you be with her, leave alone love her, when all she has is an awful reputation?”

“First love’s stupid”, he said, “and when it comes to her, my every rule will have an exception.”

“Anything could happen.
And everything.
If only we go on.
Believing.
Me through you.
And you through me.
In loving.
Building.
Our own paradise.”