10-30-2015

A Poem by onlytemporary

The world isn't ours, but darling we can pretend, imagine that we are the only people in the world. We can pretend we can control fate; make sure we last, that our hearts stay in tune with one another's. We could be extraordinary, give the beauty of the moon and stars a run for their money. We could be the physical embodiment of forever, never stop loving each other. Our hands always finding one another, our hearts always beating in time.