I can’t remember what it felt like
how it was when you used to be mine
oh I never claimed ownership
not so bold to grab hold
but we spoke in pluralities
considered more than one self
there were nights when sleep came easy
and nights I’d lay on my side
my eyes wide
hesitant to toss and turn
you didn’t want to be disturbed
I can’t remember
what kept me up those nights
the closest I get
to remembering how it
felt to be feeling for someone else
is the nights that I drive
until I feel a little alive
lost past midnight
on a road I barely know
you used to be
so far from me
worth every mile for a time
but looking back
I’ve realized
the times I felt the most peace
I was driving to or from you
on those streets.
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