Baby, before it’s too late, what about now?

“Do I dare try?”

Now that we’re here
Now that we’ve come this far, just hold on

“After losing the baby, after Candace, after Helena, after Henry, after Jodie, we’re still friends. Friends with a strong undercurrent of something else. I feel it all the time. Should I bank on that?”

There is nothing to fear, for I am right beside you
For all my life, I am yours

“I’m sure of my feelings, Tina, but I’m not sure of yours. And I don’t dare to guess, I thought we were forever the last time, but bam! You moved on callously to Henry. Obviously I thought wrong.”

What about now? What about today?
What if you’re making me all that I was meant to be?

“And yet, can I live with myself if I don’t try? I only ever felt like I was worth something when I was with you.”

What if our love never went away?
What if it’s lost behind words we could never find?

“Yet, if you still loved me, why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you look me in the eye? Unless…”

Bette sat upright, “No way,” she murmured. “Unless Tina’s scared too?” her voice trailed off as she processed this epiphany.

What about now? What about today?
What if you’re making me all that I was meant to be?

“It’s possible ain’t it? We both hurt each other so much, the last thing we want to do is repeat it. That much I do know.”

What if our love never went away?
What if it’s lost behind words we could never find?

Bette stood up and moved inside the house, grabbing her favourite photo of Tina, running her fingers over it.

“Oh Tina, this is for all those times you complained about me not opening up. I’m going to trust, trust that there’s still something between us.”

Baby, before it’s too late

The revving of the engine cut through the silent night, announcing its intent to anyone who bothered to listen hard enough.

Baby, before it’s too late

“I’m coming Tina, I’m coming. I hope that this conclusion didn’t come too late. It was inevitable, but I did need to face my insecurities.”

Baby, before it’s too late

“It’s fucking 3am, this better be an emergency!” a disgruntled and annoyed voice declared.

What about now?

“Bette?!”