It held on around the edges.
He asked if it was really love
Was that something people knew?
Something they held onto when they were cold
the most impossible of all the questions were always deciding the future
If you said yes, then what, then who. Who were you?
All the summers blur together
too many parts
never a whole
was that what you wanted you wonder
The edges blur further taking more than they were given
Taking it all that held on