Time has muddled perfect perception,
My mind is not so strong;
I can only say that through years of friction,
Together we've written our own song.
Sombre melodies pieced together
With joyous raucous harmonies
Our hearts, it seems, have been tethered
In frantic, terrified emergency.
Afraid of solitude, you from all and me from you,
Adding urgency to our loving tune,
Listen to a stupid kid croon
Promises of imperfect love, false truth and commitment,
To friendship, the future; an oath to stay through some conniptions