You are my undefined

In that I find certainty

More than when lines are drawn or crossed

Or when rules are made and exceptions created


This thing we have I can’t put in box

I can’t measure it

But I don’t doubt it

You make it so easy to watch the ground get closer


It’s a hard smack at rock bottom

But we all can’t be casualties

And we can’t all be cynics

I don’t even want to try

Because I know what they won't tell you


Fire turns to water

It’s the water that lifts you up

But you can’t let it freeze

Easier said than done, I know

But I still want to try


I want to turn promises into actions

And touches into words

We’ll l come up with definitions as we go


The End

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