Push On

Passively push on with blinders, unaware and unspoken
No contact is the rule, but rules are made to be broken

Time is the ultimate leveler, and eventually a healer
That's what all the experts say, but I am no believer

All I know is NOW-- tomorrow's too far away
And what difference would tomorrow make, it's just another day

Breathing, eating, drinking, sleeping. (Lather, rinse, repeat)
Going through the motions so the heart will keep its beat

But beat it must and consistently through the passive and the dreary
Through solitary moments when head is down and eyes are tearing    

For someday when you least expect it'll reach down from above
Another chance for happiness, and a life that oozes love :)