The Wingman Theory
We dance around the tables,
Laughing and having the time of our lives.
Cruising around town just to have a feel of the day's breeze...
Nothing and yet everything brings contentment.
It just was.
Simple. Satisfying. Scary.
Then the rollercoaster came.
And all that was became nought.
All was tested and it failed.
And all that remained were the lessons in the ruins.
The blue, the grey and the black.
Now, its a new day, time and season.
All has become new.
Redefinitions made, boundaries reset.
I elevated you to friendship.
But we settled for the 'wingman theory'.
For peace, that was all you wanted, it was all I would give.
And peace reigned.
For years. Many years and more...
And yet,
Right beneath the surface was the unattended question;
Unscratched but perfect.
The starting point of 'everything new'.
The how's, the why's and the what if's stay perpetually dead
And in its stead, a new house is built.
One that is deserving of that glory.
Laughing and having the time of our lives.
Cruising around town just to have a feel of the day's breeze...
Nothing and yet everything brings contentment.
It just was.
Simple. Satisfying. Scary.
Then the rollercoaster came.
And all that was became nought.
All was tested and it failed.
And all that remained were the lessons in the ruins.
The blue, the grey and the black.
Now, its a new day, time and season.
All has become new.
Redefinitions made, boundaries reset.
I elevated you to friendship.
But we settled for the 'wingman theory'.
For peace, that was all you wanted, it was all I would give.
And peace reigned.
For years. Many years and more...
And yet,
Right beneath the surface was the unattended question;
Unscratched but perfect.
The starting point of 'everything new'.
The how's, the why's and the what if's stay perpetually dead
And in its stead, a new house is built.
One that is deserving of that glory.
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