We arrive upon the shore with pines laced between our hands
You turn leaves to name trees
An unrequited gesture
And when the trees winds don’t call your name
Reciprocity will fail
I watch your songs play here when the worlds weight feels lonely and unsung.
It’s how I know I’ve been here before
Because when I want to run instead I grab a different branch between us and we find balance in knowing you haven’t let go
but I didn’t wanna fall first.