I’m getting tired of this

I’m getting tired of this
Of your image kissing my eyes before the sunlight gets to

Of looking for you everywhere
Without seeing you all day

I’m getting
Tired of this.

How much of my sad eyes
Have ever done as little as haunt you
How much of my fragile heart has ever done as much as call on you

My bare shoulders
Take pride in knowing
You have something
Called a touch

But I am getting tired of this
Even the birds sing in a sadder tone
And you
You don’t even know


I’ve taken you up in my soul
And you’re not quite yet leaving
Just like time stood still
When your smile was getting etched into my heart
It will take a storm to get you out
How I want to go back to that day
And that moment
That has never gone away
This is the noisy restless quiet
I take as it is
As I curse you
And the day we met
And adore you
With the memory you left

None of your business

It is none of your business
That I think about you all the time
That my heart wakes me up
In the middle of the night
To think about
The dreams I have of you
That I try not to look
When I drive past your house

It is none of your business

It is not your problem
That I wonder
And wonder
And wonder
About you
About where you are
And where you have been
And if I will ever find you again

In fact
It is not a problem
It is a consuming pass-time
To dream up
Who you might have become
What your heart is like
And whether you have very deep thoughts

What your business is
I do not know

But my business is
That I am setting myself up
For heartbreak
When you get the next hand to hold
That will not be mine
Because I am not making all of this, my business, your business



You are like sunshine in my head
My bones shake like pebble stones
The trees have arranged a new bond with their leafs

I hardly have tears
But you make me want to weep
With the horrors that present to my mind
About you
And our likeability

I hope to soon understand
Why you haven’t already
Held my hand