i'll pass the days
taking long breaths
and holding my own paws
i'll take this all in stride
being alone, at home
it's all so many things
so many emotions
that it's nothing at all
i have spent my days
looking for you in crowds
talking to ghosts
believing in early March
so many days
too many between
when i see you
and i could parade around me
in my demented after thoughts
about times we had
about silly things
like wrestling on our bed
playing with our stuffed animals
buying you a red head band
or just kissing you at a stop light
but it hurts more than ever
it feels more than ever
make a wish on me
that i'll make it 'til you arrive.
