It was easy, missing a step and landing on your feet.
Your name I know it before you said it and our hands were holding tight preparing for the fall. We found the X and lost the equation yet we prevailed and that was why fate hated us because we never stopped running fast and jumping bridges hoping to catch a second and a tenth chance.
We were the comfortable way in we knew how to make our tea and drink it with the taste of poison, the door was always open and we never said goodbye because we had made a blood oath.
It was easy in saying next and knowing it was going to be us. Work and life came to take us apart but we write and talked about the never-ending story of the turtle that won the race.
We were easy in making it look like it.
T.A.
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