Perks of merit love.
We weren’t athletes but I’m glad we ran a mile.

We lost ourselves in each other’s eyes.
Turned into disciples of love and gravity couldn’t keep us down.

We constructed beautiful narratives that kept our minds buried in skies.
I don’t mean to be cynical but now I guess we were both blind captains hence our ship just sunk.

Maybe if we had patience it could have matured with time.
Or maybe love spoke in riddles hence we couldn’t understand it’s language.