The Sisters

We were there one moment Happy and in love And the next We weren’t us anymore We still talked and laughed We still joked around Talked about stupid things But we weren’t us We were still so madly in love with each other But we weren’t us Distance has a way of taking something so beautiful and turning it so ugly It can take a fresh rose and wither it in front of your eyes Uncertainty can take a sunny day and turn it into a thunderstorm They go together like sisters One never without the other You try to numb yourself to it You try to act like they aren’t really there But at the end of the day When you’re laying in your bed alone and he is thousands of miles away The sisters come up and lay with you They whisper sweet nothings into your ears They fill you with empty promises that this will be better for the both of you That you can both find happiness at home And you listen to them because these sisters are so persuasive But, the truth is Deep down Underneath all of the empty hopes and promises You know that it was always supposed to be you and him You and him against the world You and him growing old Sitting in rocking chairs watching your grandchildren play in your front yard You and him Forever and always…