#and yeah i clichedly rhymed heart with apart

[maybeyoullfindthissomeday]

Squares

36 years    it shall be       at midnight,    and if you do       the simple math,          it'll be the sixth            of my rollercoaster life. and I reminisce   when you were 25,       the fifth of your years,    when our paths crossed,       when you inadvertently         helped to calm            all of my fears, offering me    a protein bar       during a hurricane          of self-doubt and dread;    your compassion       unraveled the webs          in my heavy head. A decade ago    I would’ve bet       every single dime    that there’s no way       I reach 49,          yet in this moment             I long to arrive. So bear with me    as I try       to jinx fate,    but the next 13,       if they’re spent          by your side,             I can boldly await, dancing them away    as seasons       slowly unwind,    while we learn       how to love once more          as our years             intertwine. Would you pardon me    as I reveal       my hand of hearts    and shoot the moon       to intrepidly wish          the next chapters             won’t tear us apart?