Do you remember being nobodies, discovering nothing was not that bad 
 when shared as a pair, both lost and long suffering, hiding in a frightening land

And do you remember feeling that anger, yet so much love and “for what?” you wondered 
 and now there’s no wondering, the wrong nervous muttering, no magic left at all

but I remember leaning against a backwards bent wing 
 and awaking to feel that your touch didn’t sting 
 when everything was wrong, I made so many mistakes 
 and you helped me make them, but with presence and patience

all those wrong, awful, wild, amazingly childish decisions

I take a breath, and I know I’ve got to turn the final page 
 but is our story really done yet? I guess I’m still afraid

But do you remember, just being honest, little bright moments of peace in the trees 
 now it takes so much work to be with you, I’d say that I miss you, but for that you’d have to leave

but I remember once forever seemed too short a time 
 though not long enough for me to make up my mind 
 I would’ve thought eternity would eventually make me wise 
 Enough to choose a side, not just linger undecided 
 Why do I feel changed when we both have stayed the same 
 it feels like something’s different, some ache too big to name 
 When everything is endless and you’re nineteen yet again 
 and you’re never flawed enough but you keep on pretending

wanting that desperate, “forget me not/do you love me yet?” ending

but there’s no ending. There’s nobody. Just two nobodies.