Things Get Better

There was a time
When I thought
This is it

This is all we are
ever going to be
Two people
With memories
That is all

I am gladly wrong
Wrong that we
would never talk again
Wrong that everything
Is set in the past
There is a future

A future that wouldn't
have been expected
Only a short while ago
But situations change
People change

The change has let me in
Has allowed you back in
We've both grown
Matured in a sense
That has let me tell you
What I can barely
Let the people closest know.
There is hope

There is hope for a friendship
To rise from these
stone cold ashes
Scattered around our feet
They no longer
burn under my feet.
They are there.

I can't help but wonder
What will come of this?
Will this bring us closer?
What am I looking for?
Am I looking for something?
Or just someone?
Time will tell.