it just so happens
that I lace you into
every song that I hear
I find your name
scrawled wonderfully
on the spine of every book.
it just so happens
the grooves in my records
all spell out your name
and it just so happens
that my fingerprints
can be found all over you
and that the smell
of your skin lingers
on mine for as long as I let it
but it just so happens
that I’d let it linger longer,
time, I find, makes it fade
and it just so happens
that the time has come
that it's gone from me
for now
and it just so happens
that for now I’m not sure
which way’s up and which is down
and your hand is missing from my life
and your words are spare
my time is long
and all I have to do
is wish you were here
and it just so happens
that tonight
I’ll fall asleep alone
I’ll invent your smell
and behind my closed eyes
I’ll watch you move
your perfect lips
to the words of my favorite song
and the words of yours
and it just so happens
that the tears will seep
from the corners of my eyes,
only to dampen
my flowered pillowcase
and it just so happens
that in the morning when I wake
I’ll still see you singing
I’ll hold on to the dream
for as long as I can.
I’ll remember the night you
told me
all the reasons
you knew you loved me.
back pushed against the door
in the dark, damp room.
I’ll remember the feeling
of knowing you are somewhere...
loving me
and I hope you know
wherever you may be
you should have that feeling
with you always.
and I hope you do always smile.
and I hope you do always laugh.
and I hope you do always love.
and I hope it’s always me.
but if it just so happens
that one day you wake and find
you can no longer say
your love is with me
I’ll set you free and watch you fly
and as you leave, I'm sure I'll cry -
but your wings spread in front of me
will be the happiest thing I’ll ever see
even while they’re flying
you away from me.
Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 9:34 PM UTC
it just so happens
that I lace you into
every song that I hear
I find your name
scrawled wonderfully
on the spine of every book.
it just so happens
the grooves in my records
all spell out your name
and it just so happens
that my fingerprints
can be found all over you
and that the smell
of your skin lingers
on mine for as long as I let it
but it just so happens
that I’d let it linger longer,
time, I find, makes it fade
and it just so happens
that the time has come
that it's gone from me
for now
and it just so happens
that for now I’m not sure
which way’s up and which is down
and your hand is missing from my life
and your words are spare
my time is long
and all I have to do
is wish you were here
and it just so happens
that tonight
I’ll fall asleep alone
I’ll invent your smell
and behind my closed eyes
I’ll watch you move
your perfect lips
to the words of my favorite song
and the words of yours
and it just so happens
that the tears will seep
from the corners of my eyes,
only to dampen
my flowered pillowcase
and it just so happens
that in the morning when I wake
I’ll still see you singing
I’ll hold on to the dream
for as long as I can.
I’ll remember the night you
told me
all the reasons
you knew you loved me.
back pushed against the door
in the dark, damp room.
I’ll remember the feeling
of knowing you are somewhere...
loving me
and I hope you know
wherever you may be
you should have that feeling
with you always.
and I hope you do always smile.
and I hope you do always laugh.
and I hope you do always love.
and I hope it’s always me.
but if it just so happens
that one day you wake and find
you can no longer say
your love is with me
I’ll set you free and watch you fly
and as you leave, I'm sure I'll cry -
but your wings spread in front of me
will be the happiest thing I’ll ever see
even while they’re flying
you away from me.
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