I fell in love with the mornings
and waking up to breakfasts in bed
drinking coffee only you would know how to make

I fell in love with noon
and the lunches we had together
talking about the latest news over takeout

I fell in love with the afternoons
and the times we spent reading on the couch
eating every word interrupted by coffee stains

I fell in love with the nights
and our stupid little adventures
driving aimlessly and getting lost on the highway

I fell in love with the midnights
and talking to you about anything and everything
watching you stare at my mouth listening to every word

I fell in love with the moments
and everything in between the beginning and the end
wishing I could still spend them with you

I fell in love with the sound of your voice
and the feel of your existence
but I am not in love with you.

Spinning in circles,
looking up at the rain on this dark autumn night,  
it caresses the contours of my face, like you used to do,  
the memories ***** my brain like a thousand shards of ice,
I was once a believer but all I have left is this torn up soul.
Used up wishes and unlit cigarettes,
staring at the bottom of a thousand coffee cups,  
empty like the promises we once carved on blocks of stone.

I stare into the well,
                                          Not feeling very well,
                                              Grabbing the vine,
                                                        Her­e I climb,
                                                               The vine snaps,
                                                          ­         cracks, and makes me trapped,
                                                        ­                      Oh just if,
                                          I could possibly fly,
                                Fly myself out of this dungeon,
                                    I have nothing to defend myself with,
                                                     If I find myself out of this maze,
                                    Press the replay button,
            On my life's screen,
the tears run from my eyes,
if they are even afraid of me,
oh how i try so very hard,
if Possibly,
just possibly,
I could possibly just fly.