Laying flat with my
Toes up in the air I
Look out my window for
Some sense of you and I
Can’t help but think of
What home would be like if
Home was with you and if I
Was your wife but I
Hate thinking like that because
That’s just unrealistic
But I am unconscious and
I am unconditional

I will see you some night (I hope)
When your path finally chooses me and
When your touch is finally tangible
Manifested into my life like the
Light you’ve always given

Today is Thursday and
Today really hurts