two lives coming together.. merging, and when that occurs, you can not go back but continue on walking two separate roads that run side-by-side

Very moving piece, Chris. Well done

Incredible justapositions. One full of life, waiting for the details... one glad to have life itself. The beauty, to me, is how the one that is FULL recognizes the difference and holds the hand of the other... with love, not pity. This poem is very loving, very empathetic. Great write, Chris.

a moving piece. we take it all for granted, beautiful.

i have heard that life is waiting for the rehearsal to come to an end so we can all stop messing up. this poem is a fine breath of fresh air for the simple fact that it's concise and contrasting. you can feel two characters disagreeing, but okay with it. time is time...one of the most interesting things on the planet. if we are waiting, are we fully living? tough question...great write chris. congrats on this piece for sure!

Chris - sometimes we get so wrapped up in ourselves that we forget how blessed we might be. There but for the grace of God... A very thoughtful, introspective and touching piece. Great stuff!

Hi Chris, This is a very moving piece of work, caring, and true love. For you both to go thru fighting something, praying that it never comes back. Some men will leave his love and some women do the same. But, to stay is more important to the person it's happening to. For support, strenght and showing your love, that means a great deal to most poeple. Your one of a kind, your a keeper. Yes, it wasn't easy. Bless you. Yes, we pray it will never return.

Never take each other for granted. Like Davis said. We need to count our blessings.

That's David, oops hit the wrong key. Sorry. There should be away to make a correction if needed.

You can never go back, is perhaps the saddest part of life, That many of us find hard to accept.

Finely expressed...hard to express ...heart stopping moments...I know of these...and understand the depth beneath the couplets' pain...

This reminds me of the children at The Childrens Bereavement Center here; their concerns are so much deeper than can be expressed...while they listen to the pitfalls of visitors who survived being in the traffic to get to the building.

They are waiting, too...

the juxtaposition of those too consumed by trying to live right, and those simply trying to live is painful. It makes me hate life, while at the same time, i want to bask in it. a poem like this should make people go out and say I love you to all those people they've forgotten about. I really liked this poem.

Good to see this one again, I remember it well, and it's refreshed again, memories and text still speaking very closely to me. As a matter of fact, sadly we have yet another cancer wake for a good friend to attend today, and his brother-in-law still in the fight himself.

As writers we are always balancing on the edge of observation and involvement, hopefully doing both. It's hard but it's worth it and you have certainly described the dilemma very skilfully here with structure that makes the point and a deeply sympathetic message.

This is a wonderful piece- Very moving! great read and write!

Oh, the pain in this and the self-awareness, honesty, and humility! I appreciate you and the evolving of you - so well expressed in this dramatic and powerful poem. I am glad it showed up in the "Random Poems" section and I happened to catch it as I was about to leave the site and just moments before it was removed. When I logged back in to comment, it was already gone... so I had the opportunity to search all of your folders for it. That helped me get a sense of the sheer magnitude of your work. Thanks Chris.

Wow. This is beautiful. You've written about something so harsh and feared in such a melodious way. Nice.