Two On A Fence

sitting in a lounge chair looking up at the sun. wondering how and why all of this begun. it started off simply as not seeing eye to eye then the words and insults all began to fly. words can cut deeper and more than a knife ever could. but the ego is great so this is where we stood. i accepted all the innuendos and all the casting lies. i tried to close my mind but the words continued to fly. we are like the crows two sitting on the fence swaying back and forth and the wire getting tense. one of us will have to leave before we both fall one must bend while the other stands tall. there is only one way that this love will ever survive if we stop the innuendos and all the foolish lies. like a tree in a hurricane it may tend to bend but it continues fighting to the very end. this love may be uprooted and it may toss and turn but this is the lesson that we both will have to learn.