the slow death of something magnificent

it's been 27 years
since
the war
of 2012.

and yet,
here
we are
still dancing.

the sound
of the
air conditioner
kicking on.

certain songs,
and curtains.

I can't change my past;
I can only change the future...

am I your ego
or am I love;
going through things
like sewing
it
all
together.