An idea, if you will. A plan.
But I just can't tell you yet.
as much as I want to.
As much as I want you
to be here with me when I disclose...
It cannot be.
I know something you don't know
childhood taunts
echo in my head
but my heart knows I can't say quite yet.
days must pass,
and those days must be filled to the brim
active and achieved
light and dark
surpass, proceed
begin and end, renew the life within.
and when it shall be,
the last moment I can hang on
I can just imagine
I want you with me.
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