Amendments of the Sand
This feels straynge,
the two of us standing here like this.
It's been a couple of years 
since we allowed ourselves to be polite.
But mutual friends
and mutual circumstance
brings us together once again
and we begin to think
why couldn't we be friends again?
But it's easier for me to make amends
than to picture you in my life again
all those tears, the wasted years,
all for nothing.
I've been drawing lines in the sand
and crossing them
-kicking up more sand in the process
and effectively erasing them.
Thinking about how to handle 
this new sprung situation.
Thinking about exactly what
it is that I want.
And I've found that
no matter how nostalgic I get
I like this new phase of my life
this new transition.
It's easier for me to make amends
than to picture you in my life again
all those tears, the wasted years,
all for nothing.