*****
You were my Tom, I was your Jerry.
We would fight all the time.
But at the end of the day, we would end up kissing,
Loving each other more.
Why,
Why now?
Why so soon?
Why would you leave me?
I thought we would grow old together.
I thought at eighty I would still scream:
I love you on the top of the roof.
To show the world how much I need you.
How much I love you.
How much you mean to me.
Why,
Why now?
Why so soon?
Why would you leave me?
I can be your melody if you want.
Oh girl I can write you a whole Symphony.
Please stay. Stay.
I can be Tom and you Jerry.
Ready to make compromises.
Whatever it takes,
As long as you promise to stay.
Come, come, and let’s figure it out.

Paterne Freeman Shadowriter in #Self_and_Universe
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