Elucidating Questions

Whomever is me, but it’s always you.

In the moments of hoping for a second longer, for the dream to pretend and the holding off of guilt.

At the end of it all a dead end of course, when the two can’t make up their mind and the other can’t also of course.

In words unspoken, not quite right when they could have been before, but overlooked caused fear.

Turning around and seeing nothing but mistakes,

But if they’re mistakes then was it?

But I look up and the sun still shines,

The planets still spit, orbit is not still.

I hear a thunderstorm, somewhere.