Five Years Either Way

We're five years clear of the time when we stood separately
looking alone. Awkward crowds, a square trying to fit
into the circular hole. Childs play. Glances at "perfect friends",
wanting all that BFF and sleepovers. Before you knew how to look beyond.
How to see the cracks in that perfect armour. Patience, time will come.

Wallop! A silent collision, we don't know it yet, things have moved.
Polite smiles and nervous hello's, who are you?
A future of shopping trips, movie day and sleepover quietly
unravels in the corner. Months of comfortable companionship, small talk
and little jokes. Things will change. Wait for time.

The first evening at the others house, more polite smiles and best behaviour.
That feeling of memories and something growing.
Life moves swifter than what is tangible, suddenly the intro is over
The melody kicks in with deafening power. Breath taking...
Best friends, and every evening on the phone, those stupid jokes.

Tina Turner. Simply the Best, memories line the walls of my mind.
We're stamping our mark all over the night's sky, names written in stardust.
The melody swirls and glides, easy and everlasting. Time won't end it
yet. Yesterdays still needs cataloguing but there's a date to keep with tomorrow.
We're still five years behind whatever's lined up for then.