Right Between The Eyes

Turning Page

Turning pages we write our future

Forgetting the past

What we were is unknown history

All that matters is who we are

Living in the present like on other day while writing the paragraphs that sketch out our future

Every cursive line twirling around our broken hearts and glistening eyes

At first I thought that we'd turn our pages together

Yet it seems we have written different chapters

Maybe one day our chapters will meet in the middle and we'll write that page together

We live our own lives, and each day we'll turn a page and write,

As if it is the last one we'll cover in ink