Catching Fireflies Poem by Maya Hanson

If I asked you a question
would you answer honestly
Would you catch the truth
sitting right in front of me

We've stepped onto this road and
now there's a fire here to steal
If she broke the rope between us
I'm stubborn, but we'll heal

Because somehow you fill up
all my million empty spaces
Somehow we're always sprinting
and finally winning these races
When I forget the mountains of us
your fingers savor memory traces
and now we're catching fireflies
in all the right places

I clutch at an unreality
and the very next word that falls
is not an answer, it's a question
if I still know you at all

I try to let go, but look
what happened when she passed by
A taste of broken trust
believing a truth that's just a lie

Because somehow you fill up
all my million empty spaces
Somehow we're always sprinting
and finally winning these races
When I forget the mountains of us
your fingers savor memory traces
and now we're catching fireflies
in all the right places

And if we came from nowhere
she thinks that's where we will go
but we crossed skyscrapers on a tightrope
and now look at what we know

I can learn to let it pass
I can take another scar
because this something we have is
learning to live with what we are

Because somehow you fill up
all my million empty spaces
Somehow we're always sprinting
and finally winning these races
When I forget the mountains of us
your fingers savor memory traces
and now we're catching fireflies
in all the right places