Run to that place in our hearts where we hide
How did we end up like this?
You're here, but not really. Laying there in that hospital bed, a weak looking shell of the man I know you are. It's been days, but it feels like hours. I've spent those hours here, but not really.
We're in this place where neither one of us can lay claim to one another, yet here I am.
I am yours. As much as I hoped it could be different, you have claimed my heart. And now I give it freely. I wonder how I could have thought it was mine to give to another.
I want you to wake up and tell me you forgive me for trying to let you go. I want you to tell me there is no such thing as normal. I want ten thousand days together where our normal is that mix of extraordinary and bizarre it has always been.
In this instant I want you more than I have ever wanted a single thing. More than I wanted a real family growing up.
Just, Sam, wake up. Heal. And let me claim your heart too.
I simply love you more than I love life itself.
Just a mini drabble-type thing to get things rolling again. Starting to get inspired again. I have this intrinsic need to see lots of old-fashioned McSwarek. Guess I gotta start cranking them out again. (props to elton john for the title and endquote)