Expectations

causing us to flip and fight

when only silence fills the room.

The smell of candles burning out

our anniversary.

When I ask "which one?"

hopefully she'll smile when I follow with,

"We have so many.."

I think about you when

the moon forgets the to shine.

When I'm lonely 

you brighten up my night.

Tears have gathered under

the roofs of clashing colors.

You called me dreamy eyes.

I'm no poet but, you make me want to write.

You're no musician but, you tell me how to sing.

If we were lovers when

man lived in caves

I'd gather berries and bones for you love.

Would go hunting in the middle of the night

in search of fire to keep you warm.

I'm not expensive, my love don't cost a thing.

The price you pay is that I'm boring.

There's many men on the tail of your coat.

Do they look at you the way I do?

Would you want them to?

Two years gone and I don't know how to touch you

could break me down all over again

But a lover doesn't leave and get angry.

A lover leaves and comes back for more

only stronger.

You hate it when I can't decide

because it's the story of my life

and when I bottle it all up.

But that's just me.

I'm changing with the trees.

New branches to grow new leaves.

Taller and stronger in the winters bloom.

The garden of youth has no more room.

I know exactly what you want

but I'm not her.

No I'm not her.