(2014)
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
