Here's another one for ya.
What was her name?
What was her name? She called herself yesterday. With an outstretched arm a clammy open hand I reached, I moved, I almost believed.....but she laughed, a mockery, a chuckle. She knew me.
It seemed fresh....not refreshing cause ya see, we've met before. My heart like bricks and my bones like sticks.
Paused in that moment again, I remembered that old tune...
"You can't put your arm around a memory, no you can't put your arm around a memory ....so don't try yeah don't try."
I met her again. She introduced herself as relevant as today. It was convincing, but it had to be a lie. Her features.......well her features were different. Drastically different! We didn't just meet, No we spent time.
She smells sweet, but leaves a bad taste in my mouth, a taste like cheap whiskey and hand rolled cigars. She's radiant with light, with warmth, but so cold to the touch. She's shifting like clouds, as decietful as a card trick. I really thought I knew her. As soon as things were becoming fun & free they got old & frustrating......and fast.
It's your fault!!!!!! She yells! She then hushes to a whisper, an apologetic tone begins to proclaim, "I can change, but you have to first" the hope in her voice falls just short of my worn out shoes and just shy of my tired feet. I'm restless and still quite frustrated. even half confused.
Under the safety of the covers I wonder where my pride comes from? Where is my head? She spoke in the darkness of my room, "I'll be here again when you wake. I'll have something new for you to address me with. I'm not yours she said. I'm not promised to you. Only when you wake, if you wake will we be together and we will have another go at this."
Maybe its easier to sleep counting blessings instead of sheep but I can't see past it all.
Before I close my eyelids I need to know, what will I call you by?...When I wake up, if I wake up?
"All you need to know is this she stated..." "When you longingly remember who I was, I will be your yesterdays. When we speak face to face and heart to heart, I will be your today. And if you fear that I might not come or just wonder what I will be.....or even if you dream of what is possible with me.......I will be no ones. I will be tomorrow.....
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