She met with my future;

I met with her past

Wrapped in hopeful dreams

Now memories built to last

 

In the stitching of the seams

That binds us together

We walk a precious tightrope:

The time is now or never

 

To cross the bridges

Leading to a destiny unknown

The territory is far and wide

Yet still ours to roam

 

Before surrendering to sleep

Suddenly so evasive

Amidst a cold silence

That remains not comforting but abrasive

 

I wait to awaken in nightmares anew

Another future of formidable darkness

Where the only comfort I won and lost was you