Our Endless Numbered Days

Is there time yet?
To build a few more bridges
maybe pick up the phone
and plan a completely futile
coffee date?

Is there time yet?
To unpack the baggage
we left stranded yesterday
on the railway platform
as we rushed to reach hurried conclusions?

Is there time yet?
To read you that letter
that I never chose to write
in fear of opening the floodgates
that could only drown?

Is there time yet?
To live our endless numbered days
in sickness and in health
as we edit the pages
of our shared history?

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