How It Began

Dear Josh, old friend
Apologies first
It's been an age since I wrote you
I know I'm the worst
But you know how I feel
I'm consistently cursed
This time I've found something
I think it could work
One day there she was
Across the table
Cluttered with drinks
And slightly unstable
And I knew in that moment
That if I was able
To reach her
She might be my savior

Then she sat down
Started to sing
Playing my guitar
Like a delicate thing
Her heart shimmering
Through the six strings
And I knew then
This is how it begins

Joshua, man
You know how I am
Sometimes I can't help myself
Biting the hand
That was feeding me love
That fit like a glove
I'm my own worst enemy
Please don't be mad
But if I can change myself
This can be saved
I can picture an ending
As clear as your face
A path through the wreckage
Back to my place
Where she waits
To dispose of my fate

Then she sat down
Started to sing
Playing my guitar
Like a delicate thing
Her heart shimmering
Through the six strings
Then I lend my voice
And now it begins
Our voices rise like the morning sun
Her hardship falls like dust on the ramp
Like a beeswing my heart starts to hum
And I know for sure this is the one

This is the one
This is the one
This is the one
She is the one
And that's how it began