Refrain

Sleepy eyes looking
for yours in a crowded 
room,
making the most
out of what we've been
handed,
reaching for low hanging
fruit

back-to-back, then
in each other's faces,
but we're still standing,
your name right 
next to mine,
if the walls could talk
and the hills had eyes

hearts still still breaking,
cracking under the strain,
hearts worth saving
while we remain the same;
new towns, new places,
a familiar refrain:
when everything changes,
we remain the same.