together it feels like we are constantly living as question marks.
with the curve of my back fitting perfectly inside the curve of your front. always questioning what this is, where we are, what have we done, how to fix this, can it be fixed, where did we mix what we shouldn't have mixed in this mess that now can't be undone? i wonder if we'll ever find the answers we need to feel complete with ourselves and with each other. all i want is for us to be happy. ridiculously happy little exclamation points facing one another. while exclaiming what could only be a love [possibly] meant to be. but i don't know if that will ever happen.
so whatever we can resolve, i'm hoping it will involve a definite ending with a period.
after you&me.
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