Before...

It was strange not see
any of these things
that were happening around
you and me.

The sky dimmed to black,
The day that,
you came back.

The sea had gone dry,
That moment when,
it was just you and I.

The earth crumbled then shattered,
When you told me,
that I am all that mattered.

How blind were we
not to notice how
things were so wrong
between us and reality?