by Claire Ng
Single handedly pondering
Together wondering
Forever watering the fruits of our bond
In times of self,
thoughts of “whats” and “ifs”
begin to circle the ever wounding mind
Time together,
precious as it can be,
leaves me the pain and bliss that seems to last forever.
I watch as fragments of myself
fit into the matching pieces you lay out.
Nothing but you
Nothing but us
Nothing but this
