words are hard to conjure
i know how i feel
but whats between us i wonder
sometimes clear or like a bud
fresh and unknown what will become
are we on tracks
i fear for this
i don't want comfort
don't like to look back either
live like the shoot that may flourish
so how do i say
without capturing what will or may not be
is it all about today
contentment in the moment
keeping consciousness at bay
i will carry with me words
stopping to think
being myself putting others first
another journey
through your head and my heart
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