MOVING DAY

 

MOVING DAY

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Falling in love, in a new city is hard:

so many names, places, faces,

and my own, new-kid-on-the-block reputation

that frightens me most. 

It's not that I am cynical,

I'm curious, cautious;

maybe even paranoid

(I make no apologies either)

We live, we love, we learn;

change is out only constant.

We cannot simply hide,

under a rock,

and choose to decide

to end up in other's arms.

Change will forever find us:

we meaning you and I.

We have to invent new ways,

to feel closer to here when gone.

We have to bend, reach, stretch,

to have the flexibility

of compromise 

(one satisfying to us both).

The world may owe us nothing,

but, as far as I am concerned,

we owe THIS to each other.