With Time

They say two is a company

And three is a crowd.

There are three at the table

Of the third I’m not proud.

I couldn’t erase him

And you couldn’t accept him.

The chances are slim

That we’ll soon be without him.

I’m not refusing

To forget the thing that was.

I simply don’t know how and

You continue to make a fuss.

Yesterday’s mystery,

Over now-history.

Transformed into a memory

That just won’t let us be.

Give me time,

All I ask is for time.

Time will heal

What the past unreeled.

Then maybe I’ll love you,

More than I now am able.

One day it’ll just be two,

Dining at this table.

The illusions of the past

May dissolve into thin air.

May not be so fast

But we’ll start from there.

Don’t ask for too much,

I’ve only so much to give.

Let’s ignore the third wheel on my mind.

Let’s live.

Just give me time,

All I ask is for time.

With time we may be

Everything you’ve ever dreamt of for you and me…

R. A. Newton

December 23, 2013.