Here Are My Thoughts About Growing Old Together

Melpomene Act 1

Here are my thoughts about growing old together:

I think it's beautiful

But sort of impossible

Quite probable

Yet it doesn't happen to all

Here's an old lady

She asked just maybe

Is there true love of sorts?

He says, "baby, of course."

It's like how he swam

Rapidly away from her

She may have been damned

But look,

Melpomene's around

He lives in a cliche

She's running out of air

He asked to be free

Still, he's all caprice

Melpomene, we're made of tragedy

But would that mean,

We can't control calamity?

Watch him wander

On his way to your arms

I think he's expecting

For a calm

Two choices:

Run for your life

Or say for a lie

The first choice is gold

Second's just so screwed

Are you going to choose

The familiar side?

Or make

Another mistake

Until her hopes had died?

On this tombstone,

Here lies my thoughts about growing old together

Author's Note

This is part 1 of my on-going Melpomene projects. :)
Melpomene - Muse of Tragedy