The Space in Between or The Photos of Us

Meant this as a song but thought I'd share here:

Do I learn to laugh or cry?

Will my love live or would it die?

I guess I could be

In the space in-between

Do I despise a winter's day?

Or are my troubles from yesterday?

Suppose it would seem

I'm in the space in-between

This house has one-too-many

pretty horses on its walls

Shining in the sunlight

As they run from hall to hall

But the space between their wooden frames

is all that I recall

Hanging there gathering dust

Are the photos of us

To the day it's been ten years

So much whiskey and wasted tears

And I wonder where you'd be

If not the space in between

This house has one-too-many

pretty horses on its walls

And I thought I'd be over you

And finally standing tall

But the space between their wooden frames

Reminds me of the fall

Hanging there gathering dust

Are the photos of us

1: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/z7aruc/ki/

2: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/z7bwzb/i_hope_a_thanksgiving_sonnet/