Little by little
Your awareness is becoming unreal
A blessing is a blessing
Even if disguised as wonder
So maybe I arrived too late
What now, how about fate?
Our melting, our joining together
It is not yet, a life unlived
It was us
You and I
Being love despite the world
Despite misguided eyes
So now my hope reforms
Not my heart
My hope
The hope that waited for you in dark corners
In places you dared not roam
So here I am still living
Living, almost laughing with disdain
At the fools we’ve become
And the love we failed to gain
JBW
A Dead Language 