Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Your Socks Will Always Fall

The sound of deep sleep breathing
Is one I no longer make
Instead I make shadows on the wall
Twirling in the twilight, alone and awake

It has not been long since you left,
I write to my happiness
But I miss you oh i miss you
You left me in such a mess.

I do remember what it is like
To be a person content
To do nothing with my someone
And know it is a day well spent.

But for now I clean the room
The dust it will not leave
For now I keep my body busy
And try to remember what it is to believe.