I lose myself like car keys
never where you left me
dig me out of the coat pockets
from between couch cushions
searching
somewhere in your sheets
behind the door
on the bookshelf
beneath the floorboards
I am here
under your bed with all the other things you cannot bring yourself to throw away

I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow
And stuffing my pockets with your notes
And having Shirey ask about them

I hope that  one day I can smoke in the "Temple" with you and your best friend, and see if it's all  you say it is.

I'm looking forward to having you come over on my birthday and kissing you on my parents couch while I read you The Eye of The World

Most of all I'm looking forward to just being able to look at you through the smoke and think *I don't deserve you at all, how did I do it?