a poem...

tomorrow sun
by me

if tomorrow is like yesterday
then i'll be hoping today will never come
as the days slip around me with hushed steps

"i'm really okay," i whisper to the
slinky breeze that would tousle
my hair if i had any left

it's not like i didn't expect time
to keep moving on without me or
at least without my consent

but it's really okay this time
for me to move on to something new
without looking back too hard or too often

the future isn't that bleak or that exciting
this time around as i make the decision
to just keep going forward

i put my hand in yours and feel
the breeze whispering sweet words of
comfort in my ears

and you pull me along in spite
of where i tell myself i want to be
in this messy dénouement

you make me okay with today
when i can't reconcile it in my own
tumultuous minding game

so we press forward with each step
and move away from our shadows and
into tomorrow's sun