War of Words
You have visions of grandeur.
I have dreams of love.
You have a backup plan for “us”.
My backup plan is you.
You call it being prepared for forever.
I say that gives us an expiration date.
You say I’ve always got one foot out the door.
I’m still waiting for both of yours to be inside.
You say, “It’s about time for me to go again.”
I ask, “When will you make time to stay?”
You give me another chance to watch you walk away.
I get another tissue to catch my leaking soul.
He says.
She says.
What does all of that say
About we, us, you and I?
Copyright © 2011 Natasha Guy
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