Can Things Be the Same?

Cares and words were given freely

Almost doubtless and completely.

Never felt goodness this quickly.

Thing is we have changed.

Hopes and dreams have transformed.

Imaginings went back to our old selves.

Nothing is every truly pure until it

Goes through life and death.

Someday, we will know true meaning

Before the end.

Even endings have their sweetness.

Talk through a window and

Hope that your tappings are heard for

Evermore, so that they ring through my ears, even underneath the waves.

Stay here and sleep.

Awake during the night.

Memories and motions

Evade me.