exhale.

Divide II

And so we return,

To the city and the wasteland.

Maybe we never left.

Still,

The white city, just steps in front of me, even closer now than it was before,

and miles behind me, a swirling black abyss which is now just a speck in the distance.

And still,

You're in the city,

And I'm on the outside.

But,

There's a door, a door that wasn't there before.

And it's unlocked, and wide open.

Before it was a maybe,

But now I'm sure

Sure that I at least want to see more than just the outside of the city.

I'll still love you either way,

Will you still love me?

(Unfinished; 25/01/2017)