White
Dashed
Lines
Lead into the endless possibilities
Of endless adventures
And endless discoveries
Of self and world

The long awaited trip back
Is met with easily solved arguments
Into much needed laughter
To peel away the stress
Layered onto of one another
From the tedious days of fighting for more

But the
White Dashed Lines
Turn into
White Solid Lines

Still signifying my fragile boundaries
Of fragile promises
And fragile rules
For me to follow and you to expect