and i'd of loved for you to need me
but it seems
that's not the case
never needed you to love me
but it seems
we've lost our place
and it's times like these
that i believe
maybe i shouldn't stick my heart out
so far

I wonder
Does the pen look down at ink
And say
"Look what I have written!"

Grey of days
Nights of told
Spin of wheels
Clouds of cold

Black of days
Rise to know
Awake of cover
Hands bellow

Red of days
Warmth of freeze
Doves to call
Begin the breeze

Green of days
Depth of roots
Flow what tears
Arrow that shoots

Another patch of melancholy
This one much longer than the last

Here's the truth.
I lied.
When I said my car broke down
My vehicle was fine
However I very much was not.
I apologize
It was just easier
To say it couldn't drive
Rather than I had no drive.
Much more relatable
Everyones had to replace a part or two
I wish fixing me were so simple

The words
Must have had a prior engagement
Something
Much more pressing than being at my fingertips

It's 3:00am again
My head has not yet hit the pillow
I am unable to sleep as of late
Not quite sure why that is
Though my eyes
Plead to shut
My mind zig-zags
Across a thousand thoughts
Most of which include you
Most of which are make believe
Day dreams
That do not end when the sun sets