I have no doubt

I tell my love to wreck it all

the inevitable

is outside your window

rocks in a marble sack-its nearly three

and your opening your window

 for the final time

inviting him to climb up.

one last time.

We always knew my youth was idle

and my insides quite pure

Remember the day you decided

that my idiosyncrasies

were not mature enough

for salty earth

tongue and cheek lectures

filled with pride filled with me

standing there crying

like a baby

two days old.

those speeches from your wrinkled old mouth

your thirty year old mouth

of what it means to grow old

as if someone so new could even know?

well honey, if this is what age does to folk

bitter pauses and the absence of love notes

ill stick to drinkin from this well

i sat down next to your side

your ribcage was as fragile as ever

my hands were like knives

dull knives.

remember that day we sat there for so long?

why don't you breathe more

it takes up too much time.

I know what I sign up for

I know what you were thinkin'

when you handed me that pen

skip to the part where I'm crying again

you scream it was all such a waist of time and you end it with a question mark

i let my love wreck it all

yes,he says,your right.

eventually baby

someday honey

we have a chance to make it work out all right.