daydream dances
          sideward glances
                    sipping from his mug
pensive eyes
          muted sighs
                    absentminded shrugs
heavy drinker
          over thinker
                    bizarre state of mind
across the table
          sitting, staring
                    wishing he was mine

he liked to travel
around the world
pack up his things
leave without a word
through countries and seas
and blue skies above
see unfamiliar faces
and glimpses of love
over bridges, through canyons
i can sure guarantee
there isn’t a corner
he’d not wish to see
the storms be ******
along with heat and dust
there's not a known remedy
for his wanderlust
yet of all the crowded cities
and squares of empty space
being with me just isn’t
his favourite place

i am here
in a cramped classroom
with my earphones on
and you at the back of my mind
the AC is too cold
and i'm sitting next to acquaintances i will never want to get to know
a pile of books under my chair
my bag slung over the seat in front of me
and 'i miss you' at the tip of my tongue
but these hallways aren't enough to echo them all the way to you

and there you are
one floor down
on the other side of the building
a smile on your face
and anything but me on your mind
laughing with people you've already gotten along with
your new friends
a pile of books under your chair
your bag slung over the seat in front of you
and a goodbye that doesn't have to leave your lips
because i don't need to hear one to know you're gone

He went with the tides
And changed with the seasons
I loved him the right way

                   For all the wrong reasons