Wednesday, November 7, 2012

If You Keep Your Heart Out of Sight

You never mentioned, how long
You never said, since when
You never uttered, just how
You never told me, until now

Your eyes were glistening
As you said,
It was before and after her
that you were led

To think that it was me.
And those nights
that you watched me sleeping
made sense.

The songs that we sang
the swift hold of hands
How you walked me home
with your voice down low

How you always looked at me with wonder
How you laughed at my ways
How you cooked spaghetti
just for one.

If you said it before
These wouldn't be at all possible
But now that you said it,
when we still had songs
and I still invite you home.

This might be just the perfect time.

Time for what, I never know.
I just know that I wanted to know
How you came to like me so.

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