Further We'll Spread Apart

Slowly, as you get closer together, I'll slowly wish we were never apart,

and softly as you whisper to her, I'll softly answer what I'm not supposed to,

and love is what you'll give to her, and I'll love you when I shouldn't,

and even though you say it won't, I don't think I will concur,

for time's a clock hand spinning round a roughly designed measurement

gauging what's gone and distanced,

and all the times that you were wrong.