the cracks beneathe us

i feel the days shifting beneathe us,
the cracks appearing from the deep,
that once again we will fill,
with talk of forever,
hope shall bind us,
laughter echoing around us,
i grasp for you,
the grip i cannot let slip,
the world shifts around us,
we still stand closed eyed,
basking in these short days,
where all is golden,
your bones are weakening,
fragile is my hope,
shaking all around us,
fading into the uncertain,
these cracks will tear our hearts,
darkness consuming us,
fading into the distance,
holding close the memories,
to live in our pretend.