I HATE THE WORD "FOREVER"

'cause he's the bastard son
of eternity, and

my mind's not sure
something can last that long,

so i hate it instead...
knowing it'll end in death,
or life, or heartache.

but things can mean
the same thing so differently.

the way that
eternity is somehow longer than forever
or how the universe
is slightly smaller than the cosmos.

it's strange how love is
the very biggest of words, and
how nothing else comes in second.

so i figure this makes love special
and i like her...
she hates forever too.

because love is a song from a hillside
only audible to a field of berries.