We can write

we can write

our story on the sand on a shore,

just in case fate is still unsure

about us—

so that we know from the start

that this isn't permanent;

it can be washed away by the waves

and wiped out as if it never happened

or we can

inscribe it on a paper

that as the years go by,

the paper itself will wither

the ink will fade,

just in case this chance

is just once of those that only pass us by:

not meant to be kept

but if we are certain enough

that it will be us—

together on this life—

we can write this story

on the stars above us;

connecting each twinkling dots

as if those are all ours,

and let the universe know

that we will make this work

that this will never be

you and me against the world

it's you

with me

together for a lifetime

in this world