Our Story

Our Story

July 9, 2012

I read a story
whose ending I couldn’t control.

I tempted myself
to read the ending early,
but couldn’t get myself to do it.

Then I realized
that I already tried
to do the same to you.

Page by page,
is day by day,
and endings make themselves,
with the best ones never coming.

So why would I look for the one thing
I never want?

There is no cover
that binds us inside,
and I would rather
not try and be one either.

I don’t want to push,
to bind,
to end you…

And I don’t want to put you
in a story that I know,
for what I know has sometimes hurt.

I just want to let you run.

And breathe.

Like a thought
in the center
of my mind, my heart, my soul.