it's been a year

let me know when

it’s safe again

to hold you, or

to tell you how i really feel

 

it’s been a year, and

i’ve never felt more lonely

 

every conversation begins

with how we’re doing

every confusion only

empties us more

 

it’s been a year, and

we just keep moving

 

line upon line

precept upon precept

left foot, right foot

one breath after another

 

it’s been a year, and

hope deferred makes the heart sick

 

so we distract ourselves

with small things

carve time into new shapes

fill the shelves with books

 

it’s been a year, and

it’ll be another year

 

until i can hold you

so let’s hold onto that

it will give us something

we can use to fix each other