The past was an overture of the defects that I didn't know I had
Let the future be a symphony of emotions that bind us together
I'm skeptical to go to sleep because the moments that we shared
Come by and then turn to reality when I wake up and are sour

Let it be a future filled with love, peace, freedom and affection
For you'll always be that nine year old with not so matching
Hair bands, stubborn, cute, angry, lovable and energy waxing
Love won't swerve with anything happening to a less perfection

You may say I'm living stuck and am living in the past
But what good happened to us when I lived in the future?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~To Zarah