The best we can agree on
is it could have been worse.
What happened to your old
You know the one with stars
that revolve around you
beaming down full of promises
to bring good news.
You used to feel that way.
The saddest words you could never say--
but I know you'll remember that day
and the most beautiful words I could ever say.
The worst thing about it all
is that you might have been right
and I'm still not really sure
what started that fight.
But I still get this feeling
there's more trouble ahead.
So never mind that bad news
let's have the good news instead.
Some would say they never fear a thing.
Well, I do.
And I'm afraid enough for both of us--
for me and you.
Time, if nothing else, will do it's worst
so do me that favor
and tell me the good news first.