My last thoughts before bed are always of you.
Under the covers, hugging pillows, imagining, as I imagine you do.
Hoping my thoughts flow smoothly into dreams,
but when I wake up, I dream of nothing it seems.

That is of course when I do fall asleep.
Most of the time I lay watchful like a guard dog earning his keep.
So if I can't keep it cool, I'll keep it true,
dreaming you imagine me, the way I imagine you.

What if all the street lights turned red
And refused to change their ways
What if all the people in their quick-paced cars
Stopped their fast-paced ways and listened
To the creaks in their grandmothers' houses
What if they learned to love their own ghosts
They might finally see the wisdom in a child's eyes
What if they smiled for days gone by
And they called all those friends and lovers
They'd once lost to rush of it all
What if they all sat down to a wooden table
With bare feet tickling grass in glistening summer heat
What if they took the time to laugh a while
To dance free and wild and sing to the songs of youth
But what if the lights changed their minds
And what if they returned once more
To the fluorescent green of daily bustle
Perhaps the people would miss the hurry
What if they all went back too?

She is my boomerang,
The sad song I have on replay.

Every now and then,
She escapes me.

I break down thinking I lost her,
Only to have her return.

She's my boomerang,
The song I must of sang, a million times.

A repeated offense until it's a crime,
She's my boomerang.

I can't believe that I don't move,
Instead I just stand here waiting for you.

Every time you come back around,
I catch you and keep you safe and sound.

Only for you to leave me again.

She's my boomerang.
My crippled walking cane.
The cloud that causes rain.
My love who I disdain.
The reason for my pain.

Yet I catch you,
Again,
    Again,
         Again,
              Again,
          Again,
       Again,
   AGAIN.

MY BOOMERANG!

She's my boomerang,
And I know she'll be back again.

That's it,
It's done,
I'm done.

I have wrote,
About,
Pain and hope.

I see,
You are gone.
So long.

I will,
Move,
Right along.

Your feelings,
Have all but,
Disappeared.

My,
Decision,
Is now quite clear.

I must,
Cast out,
My reel.

And when,
I catch,
That which you fear.

You,
Will be the one,
Shedding a tear.

For I can,
Catch a better fish,
In this sea.

I will keep it,
Unlike you,
You, played catch and release with me.

So now,
My only thought,
For you and I.

Is that,
You'll come running back,
Only for me to deny.

Have fun ******* him over too.
Bye.