We

You speak
like we are talking of gold;
like our hands are glowing with energy.

Yet
we are lead,

not alchemists,
barely even dreamers

any
anymore.

Full of forgets
and light on
I'll remember long from nows

Love I still have
but stating it is falling
farther into a soup of qualifiers
like
    I think..
    or I hope..
    or still..
Not firm, straight answers
of few words
that should say it all.