Consequences Are of No Consequence.

I’ve never been one to shy away from confrontation;
I’d rather seek than hide.
I’ve never been afraid of my imagination:
Imagining you imagining me.

My soul is breaking and my heart is falling
Out of my chest,
Crashing like glass upon the pavement,
The very sidewalk I never stay on.

Authority has no authority over me,
And consequences are of no consequence.
I’d rather live in anarchy,
I’d rather have you here with me.

You’re fighting a war that doesn’t belong to you,
That you don’t belong to.
Did you know I always loved you?

I wait for your return,
Wishing you had never left.
Another step, another stair;
Your eyes that smile,
The color of your hair.

Love of mine, I refuse to let you die,
I will take your place
To see your face.
To stop time and space and time again.

Another day, another dollar,
Another second,
Another hour.

Where are you?

Consequences don’t matter,
Except I should have told you sooner,
My soldier,
Semper Fi,
I’ll love you truly
Until the day I die.