Life, Normalcy, and the Pursuit of Something Better

8/4/09

Years gone by
Caring about where you were,
and where was I,
but even more
when we became You and I.
Flawed from the start;
Even our togetherness
couldn't stop the fights.
Hard bones thud soft skin,
black and blue and white.
Now I measure my life
through weekends
and long nights,
days spent by his side.
He will never be you
and that's better than right.