tell me
if i finely said yes,
could you say no

the stories that fall, laden with your truths
realties from these lips, simple history
known to both

tell me
if i were to say yes
would you say no

the paths we walked
holding others hands
seemingly slip, with ease
from your tales
to mine

tell me
if i could say yes
would you say no

if lessons are things to be learned
and pasts are thing to leave behind
have we learned to let things pass?

tell me
if you said yes
could i say no?

writing to ghost
because they still haunt me

not saying anything to you
because you are worth less

then them

the blood you draw
pales ...... to the pails
that have been drawn previously