Three Thousand Hours


Three thousand hours

stand between me and this abyss,


mirroring a twist of fate

but one I’ll wish for again


Eternity starts tomorrow,

yesterday, years ago


and I want you to say it

I need you to say


that three thousand hours

will not bend or break


the cracked glass, eggshells, cliff’s edge

a threshold threatens the end


but I know three thousand hours

will tie us in a bond never broken,


keep us melded and burning with

blankets and goosebumps and roses and rescues


and moments and moments and moments

and even though we only have seconds left

laughing forever

for three thousand hours.

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Written 1/12/16

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