Had you asked 2 young adults what marriage was
They'd laugh, and assume its some forever where doubt would perish
Thus giving way to birth, legacy and forever
In the sky where they can be together

But what if you gave them each a glimpse to each others future
Where they couldn't tell the other what they saw, make it torture
Where they dance knowing where it ends
Not for themselves, but where the other bends

What if here with me was an expression
Where no sea or plane, but 3 hours
Divides this 2 individuals , test their dedication
Where they have no power

A parley, meeting, a chance at reconciling
But the other party is fighting to defend
Errors they surely know they have
Forcing the other back to their cave

This poem has no melody, yet this story was filled with it
taking 4 years as one would bring material, the other builds
Those 3 hours away, meant nothing when points met
The author awestruck, without a tongue to confess
The other so excited, yet weary not to make a mess
Of a story yet to be told, yet already in the making

A record of once these soulmates had seen the other
Saying to each other excuses of sister and brother
Can one use cement, to fix cracks in a glass house?
Where everyone could see brother playing cat and mouse?
Would a sibling learn to care so much they'd die for the other?
Would a lover think the friend zoning wasn't worth the bother?

Somewhere out there they always came to know
eventually love gave a massive blow
Valentine's day suddenly had meaning, promised hugs and meetings become binding contracts
For when these siblings would eventually come to make contact
Funny how the end of the tale wasn't left in tact

Long distance is a blunder, but like the song it can be great
To know another through that connection of imagination and past tense
Testing fate yet always coming to see
That you never truly came to need me
It was I, who wanted you to be
you.
To be here, with me.