We made it just under the wire
we made it when it counts the most
second place could not exist
between us,
there is no consolation prize
for the time+energy expended,
the effort was surely worth
the pain of waiting
for there is no compensation
for fluidity and perfection
its poetry of emotion
there simply is no place
where love and sanity
can be coexistent for us
the urge to go there
is far too strong to go there
...half+way...
our history
is far too strong
to shilly+shally
damn the torpedoes
let’s just
do the damn thing,
get it done right
for the first time
run
and don’t look back,
stop
fighting these feelings
once we go there
you will never
even think
of going
back
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