The devastating beauty in the melodies
the words, each note
of every song I listen to
that remind me of you -
They bring back the dreams of years gone by.

How many years have gone by
in which I pined for you
lying awake at night,
eyes burning, glued to the ceiling
long before a phone was glued to my hand.

And I thought that I knew love.
And I had all and then some of you -
and my heart was in Ohio.

Miserable, and stunning.

And no secret to myself or any stranger,
My heart never belonged to me.
It was always hundreds of miles away,
Waiting for love's first touch
To bring me back to life.