I always thought you’d be the one that stuck
through the three am fights on our phones
through cold winters
and even colder shoulders
but here we are undone
untethered
in the worst kind of way
unstuck

I think about you in the idle time

The quiet minutes of my life

Waiting for the coffee machine
when it feels too early

On the train station platform
waiting on the central line

In line at the supermarket
trying to figure out what I’ve forgotten

Doing the dishes after dinner
just wishing the day away

It’s always somewhere in the silence

It’s always wanting in the waiting

The cold reminds me of days at the wall
sheltering under the evergreens
away from the falling rain
and the lectures about wasted days

when every hour felt like an eternity
when we wished for the seasons to change
when all we wanted was to grow up

oh what a waste

I want you
your strange habits
your bad moods
the stories you tell on Friday nights
after a beer
or six
the sound of your voice first thing
breakfast in the sun
stolen days in bed
the pace of your heartbeat
lost under covers and clouds

Oh, I want you

We fell in love in October
sharing laughs
and lemon sherbets

while everyone else faded away

We fell in love in the dark
when breathing hurt
and every day was the same

stuck alone with our pasts

We fell in love in the rain
waiting for the clouds to clear
and for weather to change

we fell in love when we shouldn't have done

but we wouldn't want it to change

We're all just zeros and ones
on a mailing list somewhere
we signed up for
on a whim

Waiting for days to pass
into darkness and oblivion
because who knows
if we matter
in the grand scheme of things

Against this background
of wars and weather change
we fight battles with paperwork
who's turn it was
to load the dishwasher

Who would notice
if we disappeared
lost in the wilderness

You stand in the school yard
waiting for the bell to ring
for the day to disappear
they tell you not to
wish away your life
but you want to be someone
outside of those gates

These will be the days
you ant back later in life
they tell you
but you're not so sure

They don't tell you
about 9am tedium
hours spent in traffic
endless forms about taxes

Days lost behind your desk
watching the clock
wishing for the day to end
as you keep your head above
the bills, deadlines
and desperately needed alone time

You're a little boy trapped
stuck in a moment
buried decades ago
on a summers day
when everything changed

You're an angry man
stuck in his old ways
bar fights and cheap dates
nothing new these days
just more of the same

You're as damaged
or as mended
as you want to be
depending on the light
or who caught your eye

You're a lone wolf
with no place to call home
and no need to hold on
I want to love you until it hurts
I don't want to let you go