White Lies

“My little forever”, you whispered to me
Beneath the sagging willow tree
That my grandmother napped under when she was only thirteen
With hopes of escaping this two-timing screen
And I, the two timed reminder of her failed dream
Got to hear the words float onto your stream
Of out loud thinking, words polluting the surroundings
Each syllable suspended in the thickness of my understanding

Forever seemed like a millennium away
I knew before that time came I would forget your name
And the curve of your nose and the dimple in your cheek
And the serene background audio of the running creek
I knew before that time came you would be a distant fog
Another person added to my memory catalog

But instead of spilling my innermost thoughts and tearing you apart
I glanced up at you, my temporary sweetheart
“My little forever”, I whispered back in a throaty hush
And we laid our heads down, content, in the green, grand lush.

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