PinXho

i might not be around
for you to hear this sound.
you might not be here long
so you see my silence seems wrong.
what if today is the last
and i never said this in the past?
i dont know how i’m supposed to act
and im counting on you to create this pact.
ive laughed until i cried,
and cried until my eyes dried.
thats jsut my outward signs
of what makes us inwardly blind.
you go first,
i don’t have this rehearsed.

how long am i supposed to wait?
another week,
another four?
until you’re too weak,
until you even your score?
how will i know if tommorrows too late?