We survived
A house divided by faceless promises
And the laughter lost in childhood–

We ignored outstretched hands
Trying to pull us back toward the shore
Having barely escaped drowning

In a whirlpool of advice–
We didn’t want to read
Our fortune in coffee cups

Or set sail
Along the crests and troughs
Of the anxious calendar

Or share a thousand selfies
Taken on the beach
To define who we really were–

But as time passed by ,we learned
In the nights that stayed awake:
Every beginning doesn’t need an ending.