When were you ever going to wake up
When I was gone
Married
Had children

He never thought he had died
In a way he had
He forgot how to be alive


Now he did
What he thought best
In the way only he knew he could
He was just doing better than the man before him
Working hard
Kissing his wife on the cheek
Always reminding me to be meek

Having pointless conversations
With even more pointless people
Your allusion that they knew you
But you couldn’t let them rule you

You always told me to quote fire
To stuff my eyes with wonder
But you wouldn’t relish
In your own advice
Suffering silently was your best advice


You always had your island
I was always waiting on the bridge
When will the time come when I can finally be let in.