This is a beginning, I'd say.
The start of what's to come
is an imagined state.
The thought of the future,
uncertain and bleak as it may be,
spurs me further on.
Just one epiphanic chat
and you learn more about yourself
than you can dwell upon.
Excitement is too shallow,
and foreboding is too bitter.
It is what it is
and it'll go where it goes, yes--
to where you nor I can travel,
yet I can still sleep at night.
If we become one, bliss--
and if the answer is no?
Well, your smile is enough
to change a life,
is as easy or as hard
as your mind imagines.
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