Two Years' Time

will you be ready in two years' time,
or will I still be waiting then?
in 5 years, 10 years? will it end?
this a game of your design.

it's hopeless this imagined love
and all will not, can not be well.
we were borne on rising swell,
it hit the shore. It's not enough.

the radio silence is ringing out now,
tell me if it will be worth the pain,
to speak, on the hill, when we meet again
-you promised not to hurt me and you broke that vow.