But once it’s said so,
the right to say “I love you”
Is altogether and entirely wronged
At a time and place when all wrongs
felt out of place; You and I,
threw fistfuls of gilted memories at
Bottomless wells of why nots
Today I tried to swim there
But my limbs forgot to move
My left leg tripped on yours
Only, nothing seemed right
Alone I travelled to the stars
Which we once named with
Joined finger trails, up there, above
The ladder that stayed but, the sky was wrong
You and I, it seems have no right
No sky, no well, no land on earth where
Left and right feel altogether
and entirely, wrong. And yet
Wrong is never right
and so it goes
once it’s said so.
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