In which I’m really appreciative
It’s a lot to sign up for:
The cancelled dates,
The midnight wakes,
The fact that there’s nothing to do but wait.
There’s the job I left,
The dances I missed,
Those times excuses were forced from your lips.
There’s the rattle of medication,
The waiting lists marching in endless succession,
And the journeys made in a single direction.
It’s all in the knowledge that there is no, ‘and then’.
There is only this.
You signed up without pause,
So for you, I’ll add the small print:
You’re signed up until ‘a lot’ is too much.