All the clocks in my house are wrong
I check different ones
Depending on my mood
The one in the living room when I'm feeling optimistic
"It's only been 5 minutes. He'll respond."
The one above the stove when I'm feeling practical
"It's been five and a half hours."
The one at my wrist when I've lost hope
It's arms haven't moved in weeks
Time always seems to stop when I'm waiting for you

I think the most common lie
Is probably "I'm fine."
Two words
Truth blurred
Hiding the pain inside
Can't help but misguide
Is it for their benefit or yours?
Check the locks at your doors
Ask yourself who holds the key
"Is it them or me?"
When you say "I'm fine."
Who exactly are you trying to blind?

When I think about you
My thoughts take on a dark blue tint
Like looking through colored cellophane
Permanently washed out in the soft hues of twilight

Maybe it's fitting
I often worry that you might dwindle and fade
Well before your time
These years shouldn't be your twilight

Sometimes I worry
Because you drink too much
And don't think enough

I can't tell if you're just careless
Or if you're self destructive
I don't think either is necessarily preferable

I've seen the constellations across your arms
And I know the stories they tell
I thought I saw Cassiopeia the other day
But I guess I was wrong

Tracks
Not the kind left by gulls at the beach
Or dogs with wet paws
These were left by hard times and desperate measures
I wish I could wipe them away
But they aren't so easily undone

You weren't looking for salvation
Just an escape
By the faraway look in your eyes
I guess you found it

I just wonder what you'll do
When your retreat becomes a prison

Hey.
                                                            ­                                                 I miss you.
What's up?
                                                             ­                                                I miss you.
How are things?
                                                         ­                                                    I miss you.
Hope everything's well.
                                                           ­                                                  I miss you.
We haven't talked in a while.
                                                                ­                                             I miss you.
I'm sorry I'm bad at communicating.
                                                  ­                                                           I miss you.
I still think about how we used to be friends.
                                                        ­                                                     I miss you.
I was thinking that maybe we could try that again?
                                                          ­                                                   *I miss you.

I stumbled across a sentence today
And as soon as its meaning unfolded in my mind
I froze
And I felt my chest contract
Like suddenly being ****** underwater
And denied oxygen

                                                                                *What if he misses you too?