Finding your memory
Lodged deep like a bullet wound
And in reaching past ribs, I heal
And turned out your used-to-be onto the street
And now only its recollection collects
And makes me money

Take me to bed

but don't let me sleep,

embrace me please

and hear me weep;

then hug me so tight

let me bury my head

in the crook of your neck

making you hear the unsaid,

after that wipe my tears

then kiss my eyes;

for loving you isn't always easy

but I'm willing to pay the price.

It's been easy to get lost in the words
that no longer remain
but I keep them locked
hidden in a secret room
beside my heart.
I revisit that room
from time to time
to feel my heart beating
with love and joy again
but it's almost empty now.
I sit quietly at the bare windowsill
looking out for you
mostly wondering
why it all went sour.
Now you're just a ghost
lonely and wandering
just a frament of my imagination.
You come to visit
but you never stay.
Oh, how I wish you would
just stay for awhile
maybe I could be the one
to make you smile.

There was this guy
troubled guy
angry guy
deeply wounded guy
who made an imprint on my heart
It's still there, you see,
never to leave.
He loves me
I know he does
but he's just
a depressed guy
lonely guy
Never wants to heal guy.
So, I wait for the day
when he's got it all figured out.
Maybe he will see
that I want to be his girl
adoring girl
hug me so tight never leave girl.

Maybe one day.