you and me

and now we’ve dug ourselves into a hole

we couldn’t escape. I want the days of old

when we were young,

I know we’ve forgiven, and forgotten,

what I just can’t wrap my head around,

is that one fact.

im unperfect,

but you’re there

I just cant get enough

and I cant wait for the rest

im filled with content,

but that’s never enough,

all around me

people ask,

about you,

about me.

that ask why.

the answer?

God