Against the Best
"What's better than best?"
"You know the answer. Having you when I'm not at my best."
"Then, what's worse than worst?"
I was caught off guard. Tilting my head to one side, wondering what hell's bottom is like.
Reality struck me hard when I found the answer.
Heart crunched down as I wish it would never happen.
"Now you say..."
One heavy sigh escaped my agonizingly dry mouth.
"What's worse than worst is losing you when I can't even find myself."
Left over right, fingers firmly entwined.
because that means I've lost it all.
lost it all.