Each covered with their own fine patina of sap and the smell Of freshly cut wood.
Weekends are never enough time Enough time to get dirty Or sing Or play Or say hello Or hug goodbye.
And the time we are allowed by the obligatory grudges and the courts To spend together is what we share the most excitement for, Because that s how best friends are. All those things he had once put on hold for me I am now using to keep myself away from him. And he simply smiles with the memory of what I used to be And continues without me, As I continue far away without him. But I am not smiling. Because with love Goodbye is just a prelude to another hello.