If we ever stop talking,
Just send me a song;
Convey your emotion;
This way won’t take long.
There will be a tune
And the lyrics will soothe:
They’ll talk of the moon
And ease my mood.
I’ll read between lines;
I’ll imagine your face;
It’ll tell me things
That earn you grace.
I’ll hear your reasons,
In moments of rhyme;
And music will guide me,
Back and forth through time.
And when you do speak,
The hurt won’t be so strong;
So, if we ever stop talking,
Just send me a song.
They come with caresses,
With promises of lies,
Maybe then they don’t know
What they started, dies;
They come with hope and more,
Ambition and desire,
They write “always” in texts,
With fast fingers on fire.
They may think they do mean
All that they type and say,
They may even believe
Their professed love will stay.
But little do they know,
In time, they all shall sleep,
While I struggle with all
They have failed to keep.
I walked out in the morning,
Everything seemed new;
And whatever thoughts I had
Didn’t lead back to you.
I said, everything seemed new,
In that little time;
I forgot all of this life
That tells me it’s mine.
Dreams and fears didn’t tag along,
As I walked with my dogs;
There were no handsome princes
Who’d turn into frogs.
I didn’t think of my future;
I forgot my past;
And to that moment of time,
I didn’t ask if it’d last.
I smiled at people I saw,
Gardener and guard,
And for those random moments
Life didn’t seem so hard.
Hearts Still Care 
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