in this moment everything goes the way it must go…
in the morning, in the light, perhaps, we see the clarity of night re-examined, our doubts laid bare, exposed,
not right, not wrong, but who knows, maybe, in this moment everything goes the way it must go, and in the very next,
another truth, but still it’s you.
So I’m here, slipping up, sometimes scared of the dark, of you of what I don’t know, and yet I am here, beside you, another day, but still it’s you.
jackiestetse