I used to fill my days to the brim
Never giving a moment’s pause,
Ignoring your gentle tugging;
Your antics, always trying to
steer my attention; stealing what
Limited time I have to climb that
golden ladder with no end in sight.
Don’t you understand how precious
my time is and how
the softness of your lips;
Your warm breath on my ear;
Even your delicious sweat
Are all unwelcome distractions?
But now, how odd that what I thought
I didn’t have enough of, I have in such abundance;
Now I spend days hugging unwashed sheets;
Inhaling the scent from the clothes you left behind;
Remembering the words you breathed in my ear.
What will I do now with all this time?
There’s a road you want to cross
A ride you want to take
I offer you my hand
And all the dreams I make.
I know you have a list
Of things you want to see…
I don’t have all the answers
But you can have all of me.
I ask where’d you want to be
How high you’d want to fly?
I’m not here to hold you down
Let’s give this love a try.
And if you feel at times
The end is out of sight
I’ll be here to pull you through
I won’t go without a fight
Because I see in you
Much more that what you see
Someday you’ll know it too
Just put your faith in me.
This is a tale
of a half that wasn’t
and a whole that wasn’t
Happy it was, humming
the song that was in its head.
It lived its life not
And its days not spent
But once the half
the whole found
its old song
with new combinations,
of which it never sounded so.
Every note was the same,
but it leapt with a vigor
From where it didn’t know.
Apart they were good,
But together they were better.
A choice was then made
to be together forever.
It would’ve helped if I knew from the get-go
that I wasn’t the one you saw yourself with down the line.
You were the only plan I have…I had.
I’ve swam deeper waters than this,
I’ve always found the shore.
I’ve tunneled out of darker holes,
healed from deeper cuts before;
climbed myself out of steeper cliffs,
skin to bone, my muscles sore.
Now my heart’s been badly broken,
thrown to fester in a moor,
I draw the strength of all my past
to find an open door.
I’ve worn and weathered many hurts
I’ll live through many more.
Let your face be the first thing I see
In mornings, bright and sunny,
Let it remind me of easy days
Beneath thunderstorms and dreary skies
Let me stare into your eyes
And find in them a steady bay
Where I can stay.
Amidst the grueling work week rush
As I toil and grind and mush
I will trust that I find my way
To your arms each day.
And as the sun surrenders to the moon
And darkness begins to loom
Let your kisses sweep me far away
In your arms, I end this day.
Why do you feel the need to discredit me
To make our parting sound as though you had expected it from the start?
I came into this relationship with just as much fervor as you did.
Believe it or not, I had the highest hopes that ours would be the one to beat;
That ours would be the standard all our friends would be holding a candle to.
But now that I’ve finally accepted that it’s not working out for either of us,
I have to be the villain?
While I’ve realized it’s nothing that you did,
I also recognize that it’s nothing I did or didn’t do that caused the collapse.
It simply didn’t work out.
The fact that I struck the final blow that led to the demise of us didn’t make it any less painful for me,
Didn’t give me the satisfaction that you imagined I got.
But go ahead and assail my person if it’s your way of making sense of what had happened.
I’m just happy I didn’t waste more of our time.