You see me here, standing in front of you;
I see you standing
there, looking at me.
Behind us is what we have both been through;
Ahead of us is
what we’ll do and be.
Six people, any one of whom can make
Life hell for all
the others in this room.
Maybe your past will be our poisoned snake;
Maybe who I am now
will cause our doom.
And maybe who you want to be will judge
The lot of us and
coldly cut her losses,
Or who I want to be will hold a grudge
Because the other
five act like his bosses.
Our love will
die, unless we have the smarts
To satisfy our
past and future hearts.
Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells
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