i only see you from afar now
but every day
any hunched back, any
small frame, any blue pack
my heart leaps a little
....maybe its you
and maybe i can finally say hi again
to the name i cannot stop saying to myself
for no particular reason
over and over
inside these cranial walls
even in the most mundane or simple of times
but if it is truly you in the distance
i'll probably look away,
put the headphones back on,
play green eyes
and maybe for the next 3 and a half minutes
i'll forget what color yours are.
and i can stop repeating your name
but as soon as chris martin belts out the chorus of the next track
"...the truth is...I miss you" ...
I'll breakdown again
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