if you held my hand

if you held my hand 
and I reached out
for you to hold me more
would you
are we more than friends 
in times of need
more than friends
of comfort 
in sorrow
or will we go our separate ways
when times of crisis are over

can or will I call upon you
when fences are mended
and the perimeters are secured
or is it being neighborly
that keeps apart
and yet connected

time will only tell
for this looks like a long repair
of hearts
broken promises
and shared pathways