Still portrait of us

For a second, 

I picture us like a still portrait 

where nothing's changed. 

You're the same person 

I first fell in love with 

and time isn't ticking here, 

so the pressure to make 

things okay between us 

isn't really there. 

We take our time with it. 

My doubt doesn't exist 

and neither do your insecurities. 

In this portrait of us, 

we never put distance 

between us and much 

less other people. 

I never fall in love 

with two people 

at the same time so you 

never have to learn about 

what it takes to forgive. 

You never let anger grow 

and I never fall asleep 

feeling unworthy. 

In another universe, 

I'm convinced we 

were meant to be together. 

And we got stuck here. 

In another universe, 

we never stopped loving 

each other and we never 

got tired of trying.

m.f. // Still portrait of us