Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again

I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we

I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first

So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything

Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin

Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting

I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

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

To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas

I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer

Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on