sometimes it was like wading through quicksand

sometimes like a walking on the beach

sometimes we couldn’t find the right words

and we wouldn’t talk for days

you came with your issues and i came with mine

sometimes we helped each other, often we were blind

underneath the smoke there was always a shred of light

that brought us back together, when we realized neither was right

take two people and expect it to be a stroll in the park, is wishful thinking at best

we struggle and learn, struggle and learn and sometimes we stop

before we run into the wall……………………………..

takes a lifetime to really know someone, are you ready?

I am / Happy Anniversary