When the little corners of life start to tap every bit of your soul ..

When you reach out to grasp something that you know is not there ..

When you close your eyes very tight just to open them again in hopes of seeing that very one miracle ..

When the wind blowing through your hair almost feels like secret breaths into your ears ..

When tears wrap around your throat from the mere thought of the empty left side of the bed tomorrow ..

When you lay in bed alone and can almost feel those hands bringing themselves to wrap your bones into existence ..

When hello's are early goodbye's of near longing ..

When goodbye's are early hello's of near joy ..

And that is when you know ..
You have only been living in the first minute of every hour

That is when you know ..
It is time to strike into the next minute

It is when you know ..
You're ready to fall into all of the seconds of each passing day

You finally know ..
You are ready to come home

If you wanted the sun
I would bring it to you
with burnt hands

Something keeps pulling me
to where I am,
and where I don't want to be
If only people could see
What this does to me