NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Nine, Poem Thirty

My first early finish since I began doing the 30/30.

 Our 40

We count down the days to our lives' next step
Till now, our steps have never been in sync,
I've always known that you were waiting first
slightly ashamed you didn't mind the wait.

Till now our steps have never been in sync
although our hands have almost brushed before.
Slightly ashamed you didn't mind the wait,
that now my self starts to flake off like paint,

Although our hands have almost brushed before,
our favorite moments of each other missed,
now that my self starts to flake off like paint,
I keep together with your hand against my skin.

Our favorite moments of each other missed,
I've always known that you were waiting first.
I keep together with your hand against my skin.
We count down the days to our lives' next step.