I once held dreams in steady hands,
Mapped out my days, made careful plans.
My thoughts were mine, my path was clear,
Each goal defined, each purpose near.
Then you appeared—no warning sign,
And quietly rewrote this mind of mine.
You slipped between each thread I knew,
And tied them all somehow to you.
Now every thought begins your way,
From dawn’s first light to end of day.
I wonder where you are, what’s true,
If you’re thinking of me the way I do.
It troubles me—I can’t deny,
How you have come to occupy
A space so deep, I can’t undo,
No matter how I try to.
And when a day goes by in silence,
My heart drifts into quiet defiance—
For missing you is more than that…
It’s something deeper, where I’m at.
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 3:51 PM UTC
I once held dreams in steady hands,
Mapped out my days, made careful plans.
My thoughts were mine, my path was clear,
Each goal defined, each purpose near.
Then you appeared—no warning sign,
And quietly rewrote this mind of mine.
You slipped between each thread I knew,
And tied them all somehow to you.
Now every thought begins your way,
From dawn’s first light to end of day.
I wonder where you are, what’s true,
If you’re thinking of me the way I do.
It troubles me—I can’t deny,
How you have come to occupy
A space so deep, I can’t undo,
No matter how I try to.
And when a day goes by in silence,
My heart drifts into quiet defiance—
For missing you is more than that…
It’s something deeper, where I’m at.
